Author: Sanaa

Deep into the woodlands dun I observe as the path before unwinds Turning […]
 I believe a heart bears sorrow which sorrow knows nothing of can we […]
I, a sole connection between two opposite realities; both of which mere mortals […]
Night curled round as silken sheets as the wind blew forth fervid breath […]
  Form: Futurist Poetry Photo credits: Wallpapers Posted on MTB @ dVerse Pub […]
I wept not, so to stone within I grew — Dante Alighieri An innocent […]