To feel through words…
A white table, AdornedBy red roses.And two wine glasses,By a chamber stick.The scent of roses,Choked the air around,As it's petals veiled thorns,Who hushed a familiar pain.As the melancholy of love,Reverberated behind closed doors,The table cloth turned redDrenched in a lady's blood.
From the shades of black, I see the colours of horizon, That seeps into broken hearts, The colours of nocturnal rainbows. When the clock ticks to sleep, I have seen unicorns take shape, In the hues of rainbow, On nights when the moon dies. I know the enchanting scents, That rest in the throbs of... Continue Reading →
My Verse World 