Tag Archives: poetic
White Shadows
other-wordly: pronunciation | el-‘E-zhan (el-EE-sian as in vision)
Falling Petals
“Are there any hard feelings?” No. There are only the live ones that are starting to wither away inside of me. They are slowly dying. Are there any hard feelings? No. Just dead ones. Let those petals fall… How sharply ones words can cut. But i’m not bitter. I wish her nothing but the best. …