A phantom in cold flesh and blood - this frail body, a stranger to my soul; thousand feet under a bottomless void, there is no remedy to make me whole.
Tag: grief
Trapped In A Tower | Gothic Poetry
Her sandstone walls were high and mighty. What dark spell could render a place so cold? Who brought upon the curse of eternal winter robbing the spindly trees of green, then gold?
A Not So Fond Farewell
The dark undertone of this poem is in accordance with one of the most significant events in my life. Since the beginning of this year, I haven't been the same. Please bear with me as I process this inexplicable sadness and flush out my grieving thoughts through writing. Blessings. ********************* A Not So Fond Farewell… Continue reading A Not So Fond Farewell
A Winter Rose
You searched all ends of the worlds for a rose that would survive the the harshest of winter. How happy you were when you finally found it ! You nourished and nurtured it, gave it the best of conditions - prayed that it would spring forth and bloom into its beautiful self even in the… Continue reading A Winter Rose
A Dark Snowy Encounter
The ice slates are perilous, the icicles keen, chilling blasts of snow now cloud the scene, the woeful world robbed of all things green, speaking in whispers, what did she mean?
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