My legs are stuck in a trance.
Winter arrives before the wolves suspect, and a big blizzard hits. Will they all be able to survive the harsh weather?
the ashes, the remnants of war, the departed souls of loved ones.
Hey all! I wrote a little poem today about how I've sorta felt during this quarantine, with isolation and dealing with solitude. It's also a special post because all of the pictures used in this were ...
It is time for Fact #4! Ready to learn more about me??
Whenever I'm so upset that I lose the ability to articulate my feelings, my world dissolves into a torrent of malformed words and frigid rain.
A renewed draft of A Hurricane's Wrath!!
Poetry transcends the feelings of each artist who searches
in the universe for the reason of life.
The world has tilted on its axis, leaving me to free fall into a new life. But in the beginning of something new, things are always dim and chaotic.
| Temporary.|
Needed an outlet to display my poems. More are to come. Please donโt be afraid to follow, and message with questions or your idea of what it may mean.
i keep running straight in what i think is the direction west as i scramble and stagger through the dark oak trees.
this is a bit long btw
This poem is for those who do not express love for others; love should always be expressed in words and actions,
just like a vitamin that is good for the soul.
Winter arrives before the wolves suspect, and a big blizzard hits. Will they all be able to survive the harsh weather?
the ashes, the remnants of war, the departed souls of loved ones.
Hey all! I wrote a little poem today about how I've sorta felt during this quarantine, with isolation and dealing with solitude. It's also a special post because all of the pictures used in this were ...
It is time for Fact #4! Ready to learn more about me??
Whenever I'm so upset that I lose the ability to articulate my feelings, my world dissolves into a torrent of malformed words and frigid rain.
A renewed draft of A Hurricane's Wrath!!
Poetry transcends the feelings of each artist who searches
in the universe for the reason of life.
The world has tilted on its axis, leaving me to free fall into a new life. But in the beginning of something new, things are always dim and chaotic.
| Temporary.|
Needed an outlet to display my poems. More are to come. Please donโt be afraid to follow, and message with questions or your idea of what it may mean.
i keep running straight in what i think is the direction west as i scramble and stagger through the dark oak trees.
this is a bit long btw
This poem is for those who do not express love for others; love should always be expressed in words and actions,
just like a vitamin that is good for the soul.