Crimson Dark

Yet the blank thoughts before eyes they smile, And pick the supervenes of ever awhile. Being flank of despair critics, And appraise flair of happy voices aloud along.   Crimson dark destiny and disgrace, Crook paths and rapt ravines in…

The Dark Apart

There is a day in this night, Under the blanket, behind your thought. Placed forth your vision, And see! It is around your path. The soundless in the soul, How embarrassing the dark is! See! That’s looking that porch, Divine,…