Category: Poetry

It seemed as though for just a moment; Heavens above heard dreams unspoken. […]
Torn between two – as such is the conscience; Echo: Constant It acts […]
Often art is what an artist feels; The language which a poet writes. […]
A feeling of joy like drops of rain; Though night is gone – […]
What is this feeling that so consumes; Our mind forever – a flower […]
Stark silhouette against the sky; Echo: Aye Structure such to make one sigh. […]