Poems from Briana V.
Thorns of beauty,
Lay within the depths of purity.
Standing still with an esoteric duty
With an internal divinity
Even when the petals...
The Magic FishOnce upon a time there was a wife and a fisherman.They had hardly anything to eat,So the fisherman began To fish till he...
Burying close family members,
Has inscribed etchings of fatality.
The Voice is locked up in chambers,
For the negative voices of brutality...