poetry

poetry

If Springtime crawls out of thewild mouths of flowers, thensurely, Winter crawls out of mine.

If Springtime crawls out of thewild mouths of flowers, thensurely, Winter crawls out of mine.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

‎I was satisfied with haiku until I met you, jar of octopus, cuckoo's cry, 5-7-5, but now I want a russian novel, a 50-page description of you sleeping, another 75 of what you think staring at your window.

‎I was satisfied with haiku until I met you, jar of octopus, cuckoo's cry, 5-7-5, but now I want a russian novel, a 50-page description of you sleeping, another 75 of what you think staring at your window.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

How they had dreamed together, he and she... how they had planned, and laughed, and loved. They had lived for a while in the very heart of poetry.

How they had dreamed together, he and she... how they had planned, and laughed, and loved. They had lived for a while in the very heart of poetry.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

She's always looking for poetry and passion and sensitivity, the whole Romantic kitchen. I live on a rather simpler diet.' 'Prose and pudding?''I don't expect attractive men necessarily to have attractive souls.

She's always looking for poetry and passion and sensitivity, the whole Romantic kitchen. I live on a rather simpler diet.' 'Prose and pudding?''I don't expect attractive men necessarily to have attractive souls.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Go then, O my inseperable, this once more,

Go then, O my inseperable, this once more,

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

On the shining yards of heavenSee a wider dawn unfurled. . . . The eternal slaves of beautyAre the masters of the world.

On the shining yards of heavenSee a wider dawn unfurled. . . . The eternal slaves of beautyAre the masters of the world.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

There have been times I've felt so much art in my soul I grew sick of artists.

There have been times I've felt so much art in my soul I grew sick of artists.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

I have no riches but my thoughts, Yet these are wealth enough for me

I have no riches but my thoughts, Yet these are wealth enough for me

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Let me remember you, soon will the winter be on us,Snow-hushed and heartless.

Let me remember you, soon will the winter be on us,Snow-hushed and heartless.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Why does a heart wear its eyesinto helllike slivers of false sunshine

Why does a heart wear its eyesinto helllike slivers of false sunshine

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

I will try to disappoint youbetter than anyone else has.

I will try to disappoint youbetter than anyone else has.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

And in the end,she left a scarand I knew that washow she wanted tobe remembered.She wanted to leaveher mark in theworldwithout gettingher heart tooattached to it.

And in the end,she left a scarand I knew that washow she wanted tobe remembered.She wanted to leaveher mark in theworldwithout gettingher heart tooattached to it.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

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