‘Number four—the girl who died on the table—The girl with golden hair—’The purpling body...
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In the digital realm where verses unfold, PoemBay whispers tales untold.
The days, the nights, flow one by one above us,The hours go silently over...
Well,—it was two days after my husband died—Two days! And the earth still raw...
Two lovers, here at the corner, by the steeple,Two lovers blow together like music...
She turned her head on the pillow, and cried once more.And drawing a shaken...
Round white clouds roll slowly above the housetops,Over the clear red roofs they flow...
‘Draw three cards, and I will tell your future . . .Draw three cards,...
The warm sun dreams in the dust, the warm sun fallsOn bright red roofs...
More towers must yet be built—more towers destroyed—Great rocks hoisted in air;And he must...
The round red sun heaves darkly out of the sea.The walls and towers are...