❝a rustic array of verses that whisper themselves through the centuries and into our souls.❞
☾︎ a poetic escapism; bringing stories from the windermere library in my mind, to you.
-m.h.
☾︎ hr :
1 in poetry,
1 in poems,
1 in poesia.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
— ☾
︎ his blue lakeside eyes, that the poets can't get quite enough of, his dimpled smile, that artists paint alongside red roses, and literature loves his lies, waging wars, heinous crimes.
☾︎ handsome boys in this town slay throats and frolick around, but the way the strand of his hair dimly falls on his svelte face makes the prosecutor lose sense of the day, & all that is done slowly fades.
☾︎ and the handsome boys grow up to be such bold men, penance & salvation pelted below them, they're kneading threads of history into the mark of their glory, and they'll be written in the poetry of centuries to come, when handsome boys with beautiful faces are dead and will never return.
—
a/n : this is a fictional world where people are overly vain and look to looks as one of the driving factors of their judgements. I thought this would be an interesting concept to venture into, because of the way it might affect the history of these people as well as the morals and laws by which they live. Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoyed.
