Holiday
An Easter Parade
Many tulips marching together of variety.
By Mark Graham11 months ago in Poets
What is Easter?
A rising of fun and emotions Allejah!
By Mark Graham11 months ago in Poets
The Last Storm
The wind howled through the empty streets, carrying with it the scent of rain that would never come. The sky, a dull shade of gray, loomed over the remains of a once-thriving city. Crumbling buildings stood like forgotten tombstones, their windows shattered, their walls cracked by time and neglect. The world had dried up, leaving nothing but dust and despair in its wake.
By Pranshu verma12 months ago in Poets
