The stately tragedy of dusk drew to its perfect close, The virginal white evening star sank, and the red moon rose. ~ Sara Teasdale (Rivers to the Sea, 1915)
Category Archives: poetry
raging fire | 8
The time I was overwhelmed with emotions and I tried to write poetry: I feel it causing havoc, my mind is a dumpster of raging fire.Everything seems to fall out of place,it’s hard to pick up the piecesand I can’t solve the puzzle and make it whole. Those pieces are hanging, up and about, scatteredContinue reading “raging fire | 8”
hopeless poet | 5
Sometime around September last year, I wrote this poem. I wrote it after listening to the lakes by taylor swift, that song inspired me to struck the nerve and just do it because I wanted to do it for a long time. I’ve been writing poems for a long time now but this little pieceContinue reading “hopeless poet | 5”
where penser meets expression 