Echoes

another try for horror poem..

Those Eyes

I swear I'll never forget how those eyes met mine I was made a fool by them Even so I knew in my heart that I love them. Day and night, all I thought of were those eyes

If Only

I hug my pillow, and imagine it is you. But somehow, the pillow is not warm enough, the pillow is not talking or breathing, it does not smell like you, it doesn't hug me or kiss me back,

New Year (Haiku)

They came but gone soon Another one dawns at last New years of the past.

Flowery Tongue

Don't be civilized 'cause you know you're not Time has lapsed and you are obviously hot Let me tumble down your small train of thought I will bring pleasure you have always sought

Rainbow

A Rainbow is a heavenly bow which forms after the rain. Red, Orange, Yellow, Green, Blue, Indigo and Violet.
Cherry

Winter of Discontent

How I covet the stucco fronted lives; soft lighting, desirable postcode of those who had chances and better parents. The acerbic brew spilled from my cups filled pages with resentments.

reality.

please comment. this is just a sort of the beginning, an introduction, to a story i've been thinking about.

The Affinity VI

If you missed the earlier episodes of The Affinity, the story starts here: http://www.abctales.com/story/ian-hobson/affinity

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