yay more sad poetry
Mountaineers are always free
But how can that really be?
Happy Mother's Day to those celebrating! A poem for my mother! (Also, I promised @salmakhatoon918 that I wouldn't do something scary/dark, so here it is!) :D <3
π²π½πππ π½πΆππ ππ½ππ ππππ ππ½ππ ππ½π πππΆπππ ππΆππππΉ ππ½ππ?
DISCLAIMER: Rap Battle. My prompt: Evil Santa.
Credit goes to the artist for the image.
And this is my daily prompt entry :)
A tragic haiku sonnet. (4 haiku stanzas plus a couplet)
An unknown battle in the West Virginia mountains was about to change America forever. A Narrative Poem.
Coal has been identified from Precambrian strata. It comes before the land plants.
The old labourer bloodied hands tussle black rock
Mountaineers are always free
But how can that really be?
Happy Mother's Day to those celebrating! A poem for my mother! (Also, I promised @salmakhatoon918 that I wouldn't do something scary/dark, so here it is!) :D <3
π²π½πππ π½πΆππ ππ½ππ ππππ ππ½ππ ππ½π πππΆπππ ππΆππππΉ ππ½ππ?
DISCLAIMER: Rap Battle. My prompt: Evil Santa.
Credit goes to the artist for the image.
And this is my daily prompt entry :)
A tragic haiku sonnet. (4 haiku stanzas plus a couplet)
An unknown battle in the West Virginia mountains was about to change America forever. A Narrative Poem.
Coal has been identified from Precambrian strata. It comes before the land plants.
The old labourer bloodied hands tussle black rock