A kindred soul from a random edge of the world. Crafting Poetry for pleasure. Writing stories cause can't live forever with them in my head. OneGreatFantasy.com
Fire, fire awayin the darkest hour of stormy night.Blazing all the way,when world needs hearts to burn.
Her blue body stretched thinUntil the vast horizons came to beckonAnd request her hand for a danceIn the ocean’s…
I am no boy, a man, or a wise deadWho knows no courage,Only a shell breathing inside.Around the old house, I runWith a mind to hunt the spidersFeeding on my family’s treasures.
Here you go, brother.Take yourself through the lightMy eyes are here to shineOn days like this and again.