Hello folks,let me tell a little bit about myself;I live in Europe and write poetry since I'm 13,my favorite genre is Fantasy and I like to rhyme,I can't live a day without listening to music :)Hope this is enough . . . feel free to interact me(;Love: BubblingMe
Poetry wound and a large schism starts an invasion. Numbness pours out. You become nobody; depart without a farewell. A crazy word is lost and a delirious search is initiated. Bit by bit coexistence is found between the sheets. Unwrap
This night of the long vigil has betrayed my soul. Columns of smoke arise from the landscape of shrines. There is no need now, to sing the praise of oblique wars. Truth has made a big dent in my heart.
The shepherd stood on the field, frail, He knew not what to do when and why, As the wrathful sun did steep down, The confused chap followed his humble sheep. Then one man neared and asked his name, He gasped