Welcome,
If you came here looking for a gardening manual, I have to regretfully inform you that you are not in the right place.
However, my mind, in its journey around the ever changing world of my heart, has dwelled in multiple gardens, either looking very much like some sort of Eden, basking in the welcoming light of hope and promising futures, singing the joyful song of nature, or rather like hellscapes I was trapped in, bereft of life, of love and only leaving me with the lingering scent of ashes and putrefaction.
The poems you'll find here are some pieces of these landscapes : sounds, scents, sights, textures and tastes I did my best to turn into words, as petals collected from these gardens on a frail piece of paper.
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Petals of Dusk
PoetryHere are poems I collected for you, as a lousy bouquet of words, of tears and smiles, of thoughts and feelings, of yearning and resentment - I don't know if they will reach you, yet I feel like my heart and soul needed to be poured on those pieces o...
