Bardsilver
@bardsilver
Through my silver eyes. All photos belong to i.
Respect in life and death
(practice in Rhyme) *Of steel and sun, the knights collide, A clash of strength, a warrior's pride. Bright shields gleam, swords sing their song, Right against wrong, where…
Streets of Pink
In streets of pink, where sunset gleams, A lone man stands, with memories it seems. His corner's warm, a cozy nest, Where he finds peace, and takes his rest. His eyes, like…
