Wuthering moors 1

Wuthering moors 1

A Poem by Wayfaring stranger

Ghost---moors of wet ashes and clothes
Rowan trees
The triumph of wild pleasures and drugs
Alcoholic flames are burning in mouths



Tears of punishments and glory
Swamps of rape
Sorrowful wuthering torms
In landscape of soul----graves-----



Enchanted betrayls and naked flesh
Epilogue for crimson
In diving mist of night hunt
Lovers are killing own fate



Chasing of truth and time
Ghost--hearts--
Siblisings of temped suicidle
In winter grave of death spring

© 2019 Wayfaring stranger


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Added on October 14, 2019
Last Updated on October 31, 2019