Tags : daytime

Predawn Darkness

Predawn Darkness

A Poem by Nath


If you think about it, you will realize this poem is not as hopeful as it seems to be. Can you tell?
Evening Comes Again

Evening Comes Again

A Poem by Andrew John


This evening sneers, lurks and is snooty,and dares to look through my window,peers like something with substance,gawps into that mirror on the wall.Ye..