Some Omens Catch Fire…
Mind, an unmedicated wound.Thoughts are broken glass shards,Falling inwardIn burning silence.Fiery wind and wordsSometimes,Will scorch the whole body. Sporadic sights,
Read MoreMind, an unmedicated wound.Thoughts are broken glass shards,Falling inwardIn burning silence.Fiery wind and wordsSometimes,Will scorch the whole body. Sporadic sights,
Read MoreThe summer blazed like burning sand,On the path where your footprints faded,Along the jagged shore of forgettingI remain—a hollow image,
Read MoreThe writer, who was sitting to write, made a stab at the pen’s cam. Even in the hands of the
Read MoreThe words that falland break in the corridor.Some coals are smoking.The whole body is burning. The fragrance of the past
Read MoreYou and I were alone, in the nameless path of dark dumbness, when the conflicting words fell in the noiselessness of a tumultuous
Read MoreTied up the boundary of the countriesand wall the minds Flowers blooming on the borderThey have a question,for whom to
Read MoreIf there is love rooted in the soul…You can swim in any ocean.Can fly to the infinity of any space
Read MoreA word mistakeThere was a gunshot Blood for bloodThe cry of the knife The battle criesSea and airVibrating The continentsare
Read MoreThey tend to tear their stomachs out at night without a sense of place or time. Cursing the empty wallet
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