Category: Poetry

  Form: Futurist Poetry Photo credits: Wallpapers Posted on MTB @ dVerse Pub […]
I wept not, so to stone within I grew — Dante Alighieri An innocent […]
Gaze not upon with down(cast) eyes Rather kick up your heels, come now […]
Answer November — Prefer rain or snow — Open path or woods — Leaves dijon or […]
Open your heart — how do you feel? World outside lacks charm and […]
Dispassionate her breath a promise made Echo: Maid Combed woodlands cold to hunt […]