Poems from wilnick the poet
Let me breathe next to you
So the flowers weep no more of loneliness
And hide myself into your sanctum to be safe from swords
Those...
At the birth of a new day
The siren goes wailing
Jolting me out of my reverie
Like a rat running at the sight of a cat
Singly...
At the birth of a new day
The siren goes wailing
Jolting me out of my reverie
Like a rat running at the sight of a cat
Singly...
The rivers are flowing
Down onto my feet
The coldness,
I cannot bear to withstand
The reflection of your image
Is melting my...
When you read historical journals, what is it you find?
Brave soldiers or quaint guns you lack
Is it the fresh meadow or the stained...