Death Of The Poet's Muse by MOURIS BASHIR The Autumn breathed a gentle stirring breeze which came like a wanderer across some distant meadows to inveigle the remains of the wilted flower to...
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Crystalline Muse by MOURIS BASHIR In the solemn stillness of frosty woods where winter's dregs look divine, dwellers that haunted nigh had sought their nesty fires. (There's a quiet storm,...
Things I Dream Of by BRIANNA ROSE BURTON I dream of... 1. Celestial beams inside horizon eyes. 2. Tidal waves beneath glorious starlight. 3. Crescent moons upon cerulean skies, 4. and stars...
Beautiful by BRIANNA ROSE BURTON I Tonight I dream. I dream of those cerulean skies that scream beauty, and those ebony nights that cry fear, For on a cool summer night, near sapphire...
In Somebody's Company by BRIANNA ROSE BURTON If only you knew where I go when I think of you, upon these hills, that front unto these beaches... Where people walk amongst the sands of hollow...
Little Green Riding Hood by BRIANNA ROSE BURTON Little green riding hood is back, to bring her grandma a little snack. She's not afraid of scary things, she actually loves the rush it...