Poem (Set 3)

Ventricular Drawer ~Oana-Alexandra Puscasu On the eyelash of the insomniac eye, Silence is spreading once again, And the tears leave behind a longing taste in my soul. Not a Perfect But Sincere Love ~Amrita Lahiri Bhattacharya Half-baked promises laced with your imperfect impression Your love-induced overtures deftly fans the fire of passion Love is ephemeralContinue reading “Poem (Set 3)”

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