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.
“….There are X rays, UV rays, Radio waves all travelling around us. We can’t see them, wecan’t feel them. But they exist. Right here, they exist with us. You don’t see it doesn't mean thatit’s not there. Some things like this are hidden from our eyes. BUT THEY EXIST!….” My eyes are feeling heavy, but... Continue Reading →
My Verse World 