Little do you know.
An unpretentious sonnet in the fashion of Shakespeare.
โ๐๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฅ๐ด ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฎ ๐ด๐ฆ๐ข๐ฎ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด โ ๐บ๐ฆ๐ต ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ถ๐จ๐ฉ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ญ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต โ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ท๐ช๐จ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๏ฟฝ...
An old-time sonnet. And a fairytale, while at it.
Bewitched be I, carillon broken, for I sing always same melody, and that is, my love for thee.โ
A gothic tale about a lady dressed in white that has captivated the narrator's mind.
Also, a creepy poem for the Pre Halloween 2021 contest, enjoy!
dunno how my idea for a poem turned from being about 'honey colored clouds' to a poem about being a lady but oh well
When I grasp the unfurling beauty of thyself. Thyself there are nay not enough words to describe thy beauty
โHail, Lady Earth, but love his holy heart,
Who dies for you just to reborn, and spoils petals once moreโ
A fun story about a man called Collin who doesn't like visitors but soon learns his lesson by a young boy called Sam.
Dressed in black with mask of gold Slowly walking towards me
People always looked at my mango tree, and when I opened the window, it was gone.
An unpretentious sonnet in the fashion of Shakespeare.
โ๐๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฅ๐ด ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฎ ๐ด๐ฆ๐ข๐ฎ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด โ ๐บ๐ฆ๐ต ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ถ๐จ๐ฉ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ญ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต โ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ท๐ช๐จ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๏ฟฝ...
An old-time sonnet. And a fairytale, while at it.
Bewitched be I, carillon broken, for I sing always same melody, and that is, my love for thee.โ
A gothic tale about a lady dressed in white that has captivated the narrator's mind.
Also, a creepy poem for the Pre Halloween 2021 contest, enjoy!
dunno how my idea for a poem turned from being about 'honey colored clouds' to a poem about being a lady but oh well
When I grasp the unfurling beauty of thyself. Thyself there are nay not enough words to describe thy beauty
โHail, Lady Earth, but love his holy heart,
Who dies for you just to reborn, and spoils petals once moreโ
A fun story about a man called Collin who doesn't like visitors but soon learns his lesson by a young boy called Sam.
Dressed in black with mask of gold Slowly walking towards me
People always looked at my mango tree, and when I opened the window, it was gone.