News Topic:Remembrance

"I was looking at the moon and thinking about myself, Reminding the past thoughts and investing in myself, Leaving all the things behind, And trying to convey myself."

"T'is evening and the counter of my penetralia are quite alike; vacant. Now aura is crimsoned, so does my heart: bleak, As the far twilight horizon."

"You have gone far away from us: To the lands, where from no sounds are heard, No messages are sent and received."

"Ache in my soul does not subside, Warmth of Summer has begun to ebb, Its brightness lay under The shadows of a deep hell."

"The time shall come, there The noble gathering, once The unfamed will be crowned, By efforts of wooden logs, Ready to invade empire of Venom," writes the poet.

Was that glee in your eyes That hid many moans and cries I still remember that day When my heart fell your prey I saw the sign of...

My mother once, not long ago, Warned me that: The fall that sinks deep into your flesh And settles, like winter, Inside the interstices in your bones Shall be...