By: Imrogue Bring her flowers, bring her pies.… Some dandelions, but not blowflies… Pick up a stick, she won’t even mi… She’ll appreciate whatever you may…

Hopscotch, bean bags, kick the can and Double-dutch Jack with stones

In the hallway, she sat in her cha… as if waiting for someone to ackno… The blank stare and weary look in… manifested long lived years. Her thin lips almost drawn to a sl…

You are a swan with grace kissed by moonbeam— Casting your reflection upon a tranquil lake in this glorious summer night.

You are the sweetest melody that awaken my senses— perfect for symphony, that elated my ecstasy. You are the sweetest touch

A knock at the door... I courteously opened, I received... I obliged.. Thoughts flowed with mine...

By: Imrogue Up amidst the blackened sky... glowing with spectacular sight– Lanterns of different colors: red, white, green, yellow, blue,

Up on the Aratiles tree, the little girl shouted to thee. “Red berries are now ready, get the basket, come and see!” Under the Aratiles tree,

The vomit turned bile the beddings stained soiled repeatedly Sweated profusely followed with chills and pain.

walls expand between us— cobwebs of misery entrap us—

By: Imrogue The night was still... Bewitched by the magical spell of tender moments together...

Sickle tools done their jobs Farmers gathered their crops Between fields and laithe Foraging continued though late. Day in, day out... they sowed...

What does inspire you? Is it the thought of someone who suffers from illness, from grief of misfortune, a lost love, a spell?

I feel for those tormented souls, in the pit of unescapable ghouls. With serrated tongues that bind tightly, human souls resigned... In their deep melancholy and desol…

The rich, brown, chocolate feasts my eyes... The sweet delicious aroma lingers in the air... Melted creamy