Tag Archives: spiitual

Among the Demimonde

You may call us outcast But we paint the sky From a palette you Cannot see, deny Flagrant our lives appear To such linear minds Cruelty so sweet In its way is kind Absinthe touch the lips Soul is taking … Continue reading

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(Micropoetry) Awaken

Do you awaken to this call? Spread red gold wings Shake off your history and rise for the dawn of this brave new aeon? (C) Helen Valentina 2016

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