Ranked highest
No. 1 in poetryclub
No. 1 in Snapshots
No. 6 in Writing
No.19 in wattpad poetry
17.6.18
•~Expression and words combined with Snapshots of little chattels creates Rhythm and Rhyme~•
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Shades of indigo tones, alabaster tides and echoing comber while seated, beneath the Forer Starry Nights spice of Fresh wild air, and howl of the wind I placed my hands before the warmth of amber fulgor. Humming to the rhythms of Elvis Presley, as silvery glow shone across seven seas. The Northern star shone bright as a diamond, While the others formed cloud of constellations, as I laid down on soft granular bed mesmerized by each design, each shape had a story to tell.
