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By: Imrogue I’ve wanted kindness from people… At times, forgotten to give same t… Kindness is a virtue... Gentle words to someone blue.
Today, we build the stage out of cinder blocks. We’ll use a stick for her scepter and a sheet for her cape. Intertwined honey suckle vines
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,
Rise Up (Alphabet challenge chime in) by Imrogue Albeit belittled constantly, defiant endeavors
In time, I leave my place... Detaching connection from the base… Pulling away is my norm To defy and not to conform. The 'wind witch’ is on the roll,
Some people say that marriage is a… Some people choose to hold on... Some people choose to forego... And in the process of things, people forget what they’re meant t…
By: Imrogue Up amidst the blackened sky... glowing with spectacular sight– Lanterns of different colors: red, white, green, yellow, blue,
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…
You are the sweetest melody that awaken my senses— perfect for symphony, that elated my ecstasy. You are the sweetest touch
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…
Lost in my deep, sweet reverie, beautiful voice singing a song... accompanied
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...
Her tattered red shoes waited for years in dim-lit corner— mending’s needed no more
walls expand between us— cobwebs of misery entrap us—
It was December morn, aboard the ferry to where I was bo… It’s been ten years and I dreaded… to my sweet, ancestral home. Saltiness in the air,