First Draft
Moonshine
I asked thee, where am I going? Somewhere your heart is looking out for, Somewhere the flowers never die, Darkness fades away with the light of the fireflies', Where it rains to see the grasshoppers dance, And the sun shines to see that one sunflower smile. The stars sleeps with the blinks of silver glitters.
By Sheher Naz9 months ago in Poets
Final Notice
To the Audience: Due to particular circumstances, the Writer has decided to go in a different direction. As much as your recent work has been appreciated, and your comments noted for their insight and wit, the Writer has decided that he can no longer move forward with you as a partner in this enterprise.
By Kendall Defoe 9 months ago in Poets




