Call my name even in doom and I promise, I will answer.
Maybe if I’d loved you a little more, you will still be here with me.
she smiles during the day and bury herself in sadness at night.
Maybe if I’d loved you a little more, you will still be here with me.
I Am Scattered, by J. W. Cassandra. The poem is a written of the form of a sonnet, it belongs to my volume XVIII, Incompletion, cycle I for You Return. This is my last poem so far.
I Am Scattered, by J. W. Cassandra. The poem is a written of the form of a sonnet, it belongs to my volume XVIII, Incompletion, cycle I for You Return. This is my last poem so far.
Chariot of Triumph, Part 2, by J. W. Cassandra. The poem belongs to my volume II, Sun-book, cycle Triumph of Peace. I was hesitating for a while before sharing it since, I’d like it to do in a proper moment…
Chariot of Triumph, Part 1, by J. W. Cassandra. The poem belongs to my volume II, Sun-book, cycle Triumph of Peace. I was hesitating for a while before sharing it since, I’d like it to do in a proper moment…
Chariot of Triumph, Part 1, by J. W. Cassandra. The poem belongs to my volume II, Sun-book, cycle Triumph of Peace. I was hesitating for a while before sharing it since, I’d like it to do in a proper moment…
Chariot of Triumph, Part 1, by J. W. Cassandra. The poem belongs to my volume II, Sun-book, cycle Triumph of Peace. I was hesitating for a while before sharing it since, I’d like it to do in a proper moment…
Moon-Days, Part 1, by J. W. Cassandra. This poem I wrote recently, I haven’t place it to any of my volumes, yet. In the English translation, I tried to give back the atmosphere of the essential version. I do use instead of expression ‘lunar days’ that of ‘Moon-days’ since, what I mean in my poem is an unearthly enchantment, beyond ordinary phenomena. I hope its sense will be tangible.
Moon-Days, Part 1, by J. W. Cassandra. This poem I wrote recently, I haven’t place it to any of my volumes, yet. In the English translation, I tried to give back the atmosphere of the essential version. I do use instead of expression ‘lunar days’ that of ‘Moon-days’ since, what I mean in my poem is an unearthly enchantment, beyond ordinary phenomena. I hope its sense will be tangible.
Moon-Days, Part 2, by J. W. Cassandra. This poem I wrote recently, I haven’t place it to any of my volumes, yet. In the English translation, I tried to give back the atmosphere of the essential version. I do use instead of expression ‘lunar days’ that of ‘Moon-days’ since, what I mean in my poem is an unearthly enchantment, beyond ordinary phenomena. I hope its sense will be tangible.
Moon-Days, Part 1, by J. W. Cassandra. This poem I wrote recently, I haven’t place it to any of my volumes, yet. In the English translation, I tried to give back the atmosphere of the essential version. I do use instead of expression ‘lunar days’ that of ‘Moon-days’ since, what I mean in my poem is an unearthly enchantment, beyond ordinary phenomena. I hope its sense will be tangible.
A poem of reflection on past actions. Nothing is worth more than a dream that’s fulfilled.
