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Tag: sorrow
A body I borrowed
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.
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?
Dreams Once Bright | Poetry
How evocative was each dream of old where memory and vision would raise painted tribute to each fantastical lore as I had imagined in the olden days.
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?
The Invisible Woman | Poetry
I turned heads wherever I walked; I strutted about in sparkling shoes; Those awed gazes meant nothing - For they did not come from you.
The Call of Arandüil | Poetry | Lillien Series
Source : https://www.deviantart.com/aw-landscapes/art/Where-Darkness-rules-659019086 On darker days, when sorrow sets in And heart beats fill the boundless void, Alone - with no love, no hope, no kin - The inner demons leave my soul destroyed. Troubled and heavy-laden, I roam the woods Amidst the towering pines of Arandüil. Its solitude comforts my troubled moods. My respite… Continue reading The Call of Arandüil | Poetry | Lillien Series
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