Kingston
I love writing poetry, I love little streams and moonlight seen through trees, I'll make my way across the already fading rainbow, Join me? Dementia …
D.C.
Seeker. Oh lament, the sun settles from golden gaiety to smoke gray. And all creatures seen dormant...repose. Then in a gesture of compassion, curious with …
22/M/faridabad ,haryana,INDIA
Welcome to my world and experiences. Feelings i felt. Some times poetry is just the flow of words and the resource is the feel.