Ha'Sonnet #3
A simple utterance was sweet, Spell binding and no conceit. Charmed by his presence, She gladly gave her acceptance To an Autumn Night Dance invitat…
In her statuesque beauty, A figure so grotesque, I can see.… She was meticulously carved with c… But a darkened soul inside shrieki… Layers of contrite, mournful devou…
Along the dark alleys, Through their constant lies. Among bigots and hypocrites. Knives on his back as they spit On the ground he bellowed from the…
You are the sweetest melody that awaken my senses— perfect for symphony, that elated my ecstasy. You are the sweetest touch
As I walked once more through a trail in the woods, dried leaves crushed under my feet… The mist rose from beneath and lac… around the Oaks, Pines, Maples, a…
Borrowed Time By: Imrogue In time, memories fade... but, I… Some memories may pain me and some… I am graced with borrowed time and…
I walked through the threshold of… In that place, sanity became obsol… I walked the path and hardly disce… The theatrical web’s pantomime’s d… I felt the angsts in chaos like bl…
Someone loomed from nowhere— A better glimpse failed her— Her breath was heavy between anticipation and trepidation—
A set of plates on the table remained untouched. The food’s gone cold. The candle wicks kept burning... flickering lights barely
By: Imrogue The night was still... Bewitched by the magical spell of tender moments together...
Turn me into a driftwood... to drift towards the shore. On the sand I’ll lay; Don’t let waves carry me away. When the sun comes up,
I wonder....What tree is it? Is it the tree where whirlybirds n… or the tree where to hitch helicop… I see... now, you tell me... It is the Maple tree!
Tonight, through my window, a glimpse of your silvery light dawned upon the grassy fill of this earth. Your quaintness
Warm days of summer brought rain f… Wet shirts and trousers hanging at… Wild and boisterous laughters hear… Warm smiles of children at play... Wet and sweaty faces on display...
Thoughts... deep in the abyss— mumbled to self as she listened; unknown to none but herself. The songs they sung played in the background—