For school- What a blissful scene tonight, atop this reasonably small mound of a hill. A hill with soft and gentle grass. Eloquent flowers, the colour of a bee’s yellow, and brown like the oak tree’s mighty shaft. A sunset struck sky above, projecting a magical, sparkly pink like glitter, through the rows of long thin… Continue reading Sunset of Loves Gloom
I ponder often of a curtain feeling. I search aimlessly for a comprehensive meaning to what it could possibly be. I could attempt to describe said feeling. However, I don't believe the human language bares words capable of defining it. My heart feels like a flaming star in the night sky, erupting with a burst… Continue reading Is This Love?