Drifting by a dream
Who picks the broken pebbles
Living in a strange realm
Which homes the awoken rebels
Creature of a rare race
Roaming amongst a common crowd
Preacher with a paper chase
Quiet in a world so loud
Don't know the truth any better
But have crossed paths with lies
Don't know much about his creator
But his creations is where heart lies.
Following the whispers of dreams
Inks carries the heart on brim.
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
Poetry from a Naive Quill
PuisiMusings of a teen who has a soul of a dead poet. I know that I am not a good poet yet but I want to tell my works to others. So here it is. @ALCRUX IS ME. The cover is made by @toxicpot14. She is amazing. The pics used aren't mine nor I have taken p...
