Secrets Hidden Away in Versus
Sometimes, when I am going through a hard time, I write poetry, as simple or complex as it may be. It doesn’t even have to make sense to anyone else, as long as it means something to me.
Sometimes, when I am going through a hard time, I write poetry, as simple or complex as it may be. It doesn’t even have to make sense to anyone else, as long as it means something to me.
My dear, I am sorry for weeping, my gaze is as blue as melancholy, my song soft as snow as I whisper weeps these weathered months My conscience is seldom […]