MY Poetry collection
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Last published Sat, Dec 27, 2025
"Oh little siren, charmer of the seas
with voices of elegance sailers, you please
the scepter of beautiful songs you shall wield
listening to your euphony my heart bleeds.
Such is the carnage in your melody
that even in death I shall whisper your lullaby..."
"My beads of thought were scattered so I made a bouquet of rhymes
smell the flowers and allow me to tell you tales older than time"
-----Silver_Driftwood
This book is the shore of my sea of drifting emotions and ideas and on its sand shining like silver strewn across my thoughts shall land.
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❝ but this time i will not be lifted from the realms of this catastrophe, this time i will be dipped into the honeyed lox of this saccharine thought; drowning in the depths of the wilted tulips that have not ever to sprout. look at these alstroemerias that blossom from the words that spill from my bleeding heart and plum stained lips; apple juice coating the rim of this glass of champagne in which these sinful creatures drown with their blistered wings. now watch as i am coaxed by the orbs of lavender bruises with hands wrapped around my neck.❞ • my abstract poetry book. lowercase intended. ©️ copyright 2020 nazahace - all rights reserved.
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