Arsalan : Writing

huma

huma

A Poem by Arsalan


It's almost 3am and I still can't sleep If I was in your city I'd sneak in to your room at ur parents house id climb the thin rope to ur 2nd fl..
bethlehem

bethlehem

A Poem by Arsalan


she was a priestess of the Moonin search of the Wolf with the red rosesshe hides under her damaged veilin a world thats dyingshe wanders towards bethl..