OBSIDIAN ISSUE #2 : WOUNDED

You met me with death in my mind, a war in my soul. While what caught my sight was the ink in your bones. I stepped into the midnight with those black hole orbs. Half crescent mystery, there's more to you that I need to know. Amity's a fruit that two could share. I fell to your abyss along the hundred days and ca...

Angelov (Wounded Epilogue)

Angelov

MY RANDOM POESIES

A series of my random poetic endeavours

OBSIDIAN ISSUES SERIES 3: MARKED

Desperate to escape the impoverished life, Aetheldreda Montalvo engages in a role only she knows how to play. In her full conviction and innate prowess, she gained the sympathy of an affluent couple who brought demolition to an illicit trade she had been rescued from. Habang buhay ang inaasam na pamumuhay prinsesa n...