The Wild's Embrace
The mountain wear a crown of mist Where giant nature rest their nest The trees in their majesty dance to the wind And the fountain weave a silver thread In every seed, a forest…
The mountain wear a crown of mist Where giant nature rest their nest The trees in their majesty dance to the wind And the fountain weave a silver thread In every seed, a forest…
Hi freewriters,* She was my yellow person, i miss her a lot. Hello everyone, it's Abeegail again, i wrote another poem today. Who is a yellow friend? I found out today that a…
The tickling of time a dreadful foe The mirror plays a slow, persistent game The field watches her green turns gray The skin welcome her new found mate The face is familiar, yet…
Hi freewriters*, Hello esteemed writers and poets in this community, it's Abeegail again, and i wrote another poem. I've always wondered what would happen if i had died, what…
In a land where memory haunts A place where the soil sing songs of sorrow Where the air smell of blood and pain Is a longing among beast and men To find a place where the waters…
No tiny hands to catch the sun Years of wait turns a bitter tale Where the desert long for a single drop They stand in silence, all alone Like a rain that hangs within the cloud…
In her chamber of deceit she glow Demure in her red crystal ball She smells of berry and pines as she empty her Majestically she sat, waiting for her victim A toast and another…
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