Originally posted on Sudden Denouement Collective:
? i. An old lonesome mirror stands there, in the middle of an abandoned room; existing in a domain where the silence…
Originally posted on Brave & Reckless:
I have been thinking about the many way poets express love through words, how often we give our words to others like gifts and how rarely people…
Originally posted on Grim's Crypt:
There are times where I find myself gazing into your sanctuary. Deeper my fondness grows knowing that all your creations are your gifts to me. The passion…
Originally posted on Wings Of Poetry:
Filter#Daily Prompt#Attempt 68 While filtering my cup of tea I tried to Filter My memories In an imaginary sieve With astonishment I realized There is no filter…
Never again. Nie wieder. Plus jamais. (Men have done terrible things to each other. We cannot forget the past. Maybe if we remember the past. We can be kinder today?) (“For the dead… Continue reading
Originally posted on Ellie belfiglio:
… It’s my eyes, liquid pools of moonlight. It’s my lips, dew kissed and soft. It’s my smile, warming you with sun rays. It’s my voice, mesmerizing music…
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Originally posted on Tales of a Curious mind:
I grew up in a third world country Dusty roads made up the AC in our house We knew not of snow or winter The…
Carved memories I found you holding the roses by the bedroom window. You were adoring the falling sun and waiting for the Autumn moon to rise. I sat with you and… Continue reading
Originally posted on www.fernandolujanoconnor.com:
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