So cosy is barth my hearth beneath, Thrown some multi- die and noon sat, So rosy is laugh my wrath…
Category: K-Poetry
Kuirky poetry for the quirky reader.
Kuirky poetry for the quirky reader.
So cosy is barth my hearth beneath, Thrown some multi- die and noon sat, So rosy is laugh my wrath…
Their first fall was wondrous, New nights spelt its metre slow, Till calming rivers glazed it low, At hearst come…
So walked were one amongst many an eve, As all noon gave proof ere sun's mere respite, Grew was noon…
Wrung round its chest was loft, all void woke, It was the void that cooled heat till ice repel, It…
When beats the heart, Purpose knocks a dart, All glasses shimmer. Ash. Shards till flame so harsh, Breed my giving…
We are the gales that direct you here, Until my breath is silent, remain near. So when the windows shut…
Waking up was just the alarm before his eyes, He needn't move an arm for silence brought, Shallow breath, deep…
And from where wings are clipped, Held by branches these thorns hold, Ere mine how soft is brought to fall,…
All rivers flow to bigger end, The water passes through fire and earth, The art they travel need not describe,…
Noon dispel the grueling fear, Moon despair an hour this night, Gone are the trees I chopped away, Bound are…
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