With her arms around me I suddenly noticed that she gasped for air while her head was resting on my shoulders. It felt like she was afraid that she’d never get the chance to submit…
Feeling the breeze caress my skin dancing with my hair as it sways in every direction the sun’s warmth hugging my complexion, every deep breath I take heals my spirit and soul I descend…
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.
