There was a boy with a world in his head, A world of magnificent wonder. There he lived all alone Or so was assumed by others. There she stood, the Fairy Queen And looked at the King so sweetly. The boy he smiled and sat down To gaze upon them lovelies. Never would … More fairy boy
Look, See the moon there? Isn’t it beautiful? See the clouds wash over its glow? Is it not dazzling even when draped with clouds? Ah, it cannot be seen anymore. Do you know it is still there? ‘’Yes.’’ Yes, It is still there. Look, see the silhouette trees dance to the wind? An elegant movement … More Look. There.
Brothers with blonde hair are easy to spot in a crowd. That is, in any crowd. But what if he is in a crowd of blondes you ask? Well, there are not many that are the same blonde as him. For you see my brother’s skin is as dark as chocolate. His hair sprouts from … More Blonde Hair Brother
Weep a lonely song little boy.
Weep long and quietly. … More a poem ‘Weep, little boy’
In times of suffering, I have fallen As my hands were spread out calling. You held me still. My aching heart longed for relief, As tears seemed to be mine to keep. You held me still. Feet dragged through the dying dust, Moving past the sun till dusk. You held me still. The clock wound on till it … More held me still