I happen to descent this dawn I happen to desert this dawn I happen to disdain this dawn Dawn of life, lights, lust, larks and lavae I know, ounce by ounce, own by own It’s rooted, riveted, raked all in real veil They norm it is virtual reality It’s layers, leeching layers above reality It’s […]
Tag: Blood
Poem : Bards and Ballads
There are romantic poets Who are so optimistic Who are so prismatic Who are so vibrant Who are so ebuillient What makes them serene What makes them seamless What makes them a foil What makes them a soil What makes them a coil What makes them a boil What makes them a toil Is it […]
