Monday, February 27, 2017

Despair

In all those lonely nights as she lay awake thinking of what could have been...
There are still tears to be shed...the pillow a mute confidant
And somewhere amidst the silent sobs, she got her heart back...although but a shadow...
Hope, a relentless foe.

Lepidoptera

Far and wide have I flown, But ne’er a light as bright and pure has shone, Said she as she flew closer, Only for the flame her wings t...