How hath the searing heat floundered the water? How hath time halted in purer sands? How does flame spawn son and daughter? Why dare sea neglect outstretched hands? November glint, Triumph’s conquest: Fuelling the floundering flames, Participating in destiny’s games: Becoming one with the world; Stifling the turmoil within.
Tag / beautiful
1: Have you ever felt the glint of twilight’s kiss? The sinful truths of starry bliss? Or just bitter realities as darkness swarms? As the futility of coldness never warms. 2: Shrouded in the feeling, A sensation which sometimes goes on unanswered; A present time filled with past embodiment, Shrouded in the bitter stinging […]
Darkness abound, The earth hath no sound For the trees in the ground, Lay still, beauty bound. The ever-growing twilight Seeps willingly in my sight, When luminosity meets dark: Tenebrosity – absurdly stark. Clouds dotted amongst the sky Effortlessly floating, growing nigh; Tranquility is all to hear As my lifetime bliss is growing near.