Little do you know.
An unpretentious sonnet in the fashion of Shakespeare.
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An old-time sonnet. And a fairytale, while at it.
A gothic tale about a lady dressed in white that has captivated the narrator's mind.
Also, a creepy poem for the Pre Halloween 2021 contest, enjoy!
Bewitched be I, carillon broken, for I sing always same melody, and that is, my love for thee.ā
dunno how my idea for a poem turned from being about 'honey colored clouds' to a poem about being a lady but oh well
A fun story about a man called Collin who doesn't like visitors but soon learns his lesson by a young boy called Sam.
A short poem about another unearthly beauty trapped by a sick, sick poet.
When I grasp the unfurling beauty of thyself. Thyself there are nay not enough words to describe thy beauty
An unpretentious sonnet in the fashion of Shakespeare.
āšš°š³š„š“ š“š¦š¦š® š“š¦š¢š®šš¦š“š“ ā šŗš¦šµ šÆš°šµ š¦šÆš°š¶šØš© šŖšÆ šµš©š¦ š“ššŖšØš©šµ ā š§š°š³ šµš©š¦ ššŖšØš©šµ š°š§ š·šŖšØš°š¶š³ š¦š·š¦ļæ½...
An old-time sonnet. And a fairytale, while at it.
A gothic tale about a lady dressed in white that has captivated the narrator's mind.
Also, a creepy poem for the Pre Halloween 2021 contest, enjoy!
Bewitched be I, carillon broken, for I sing always same melody, and that is, my love for thee.ā
dunno how my idea for a poem turned from being about 'honey colored clouds' to a poem about being a lady but oh well
A fun story about a man called Collin who doesn't like visitors but soon learns his lesson by a young boy called Sam.
A short poem about another unearthly beauty trapped by a sick, sick poet.
When I grasp the unfurling beauty of thyself. Thyself there are nay not enough words to describe thy beauty