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Your black eyes implore Me as the sun’s many swords Paint our faces red. In the storm’s own wake, Watercolours of the world, P..

I have fallen so far Deep within unknown depths Down in swirling darkness I keep falling, receding. * I have become secluded within. The l..

Scene Preparation. Imagine McDonalds with Style. Maybe call it MOS Burger. Now, make the burgers you get in your wrappings actually look like the ..

If I were a camera I would track a single blossom As it wafted upon a breeze Past green vistas And the world’s people. Instead, here..

The tree, Its branches spread outwards Broken twigs No leaves, flowers nor buds. A tin shed Hastily scrap built Hewn from bombed lands ..

Hellfire In A Whortle Imagine, if you will Colours inverted Upon windswept heaths Hogshead upon a hearth Embers pulsating As stories c..

A note on palindromes: An English palindrome was first written by the English poet John Taylor. It required the letters to be fully revers..

Rock me baby Swing me back and forth Ride me Ride me oh cowgirl Oh heavens above. Here you go again And again I�m so petri..

Today, you were so down Depressed Full of woe and fear On the verge of giving up I�ve loved you from the start From that very ..

Have you ever been in the eye Of a hurricane? I rode out six typhoons In my first month in Japan. Right now, I feel like its eye, As chaos s..