Poems from yorietran

Eye of the Forlone
  Hollowed mind so soaken in the desolate, bitter air That chokes and drowns the prisoner so locked away behind bars. Rusty, crimson, red;...
Palindrome Poem
  Face, dark, with faded rays Against statue, seeing pure, Graceful being, left astray. Went, he thought, though unsure.   Unsure, though...