"Folded the eyes: Inner a vision divine, a glistening dream, the dark increased the light, to not let me stay closed, I opened the eyes: near the dream comes true"
Nithin Purple
Nithin Purple
I drank a bitter cup of Ale, a cupful of fancy, and thoughts slide beyond the mountain rill; clasping every fairness to the quill, the scent of flowers, the musical choir of birds, O’ air! the Divine here! for a poet’s joy to sigh!
Nithin Purple
"The spirit fell into the dark pit of doubt: cant trust me, cant trust you.’ Life’, the more a burn on burn feeling, the longing ...