Owlette : Writing

Oblivion

Oblivion

A Poem by Owlette


A lantern bellows in the night, smothered by the overcast of your very own damnationhovering above the eternal flavors of everlasting hope.Your courag..
The hunted

The hunted

A Poem by Owlette


I am hunted.Not by a savage priest but the very placid I'm known to keep.Maniacal laughter has framed my face. Malicious you have become.oh, how you a..
Lush

Lush

A Poem by Owlette


He is the moon and one thousand suns.My caffeine at one thirty in the morning.The rhythm of his heart beat traces the outline of my ear.He's herefor t..