Formless قصص

Moons and suns rise and dip Below the horizon Yet still life flows onward In all of its glory Icy winter crowned in Mistletoe and holly and frost, Bound in crystalline perfection, Tender spring, sweetly singing Seductive in its melodies, Beckoning with ethereal tunes. Jubilant summer of golden hue Opening like a wildflower As the meadows burst in green, Changing autumn of wild winds And colors of raging flames And those cool colors of the Earth Showering the skies with kisses. Yet still on spins Gaea, Terra, The Lone Blue Planet, Endlessly spinning through Stardust and the flickering cosmos Waiting for the end to finally come; When the storm will let loose And the flames and darkness Unleash Here, at the end of all things.

If only our eyes could see what they were meant to, the choices to make would be much clearer.

No photos belong to me.

the life of a mysterious species and his life in ardonia Also the art is by cloudless who is of course the best

Poems about death.

Reaper returns with his newly found powers after all of his secrets were revealed but what he doesn't know is that ShadowMaster is watching him and he isn't planning on just watching.....

It's about a girl named Rebecca WILLAMS going through some changes like having having 1 boyfriend to another and another

An anthology of my inspirations! I have named the book Formless is because I believe my poems are just like that. They are upto you, to interpret, to learn, to relate or just to read. My writings are formless but I definitely would wish if you can comment, at any point you feel connected to any of the poem. Picture credit- Made with Canva