Posted on March 21, 2016 / Micropoetry The Abyss At the zenith of the abyss, Awaiting due deliverance, But promises are remiss, And love sings of indifference. [....] Read More+10 Tweet Share
Posted on February 7, 2016March 5, 2016 / Micropoetry And She Dances Through the orient sun, The smoke becomes the clouds, All good deeds are undone, And she dances through the crowds. [....] Read More00 Tweet Share
