Wuthering moors 1A 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 Author
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