Too Late
A deep and sophisticated poem exploring the corruption and decay of human nature and the crumbling pillars of contemporary society. And when it looks as though there were no salvation, winds will start blowing, water will rise and sweep away the dirt. But does it matter when our hearts are devoid of life, dreams and hopes?
Winter Story
In this poem, the author tries to imagine what winter would say about itself if it were a person. A highly difficult and risky endeavor but, at the end of the day, that’s what poetry is all about: pushing us to the limits of our senses.
I Will Not Beg For Mercy
We are strong, though we often don’t know it. We could be proud and stand upright even in the storms of leaving fellows or loved ones. We won’t beg for mercy because the future lies before us. Stay strong!
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