Dusk has fallen. The tints of sky waved at me with a luring, mysterious smile. These days are turning more obscure, filled with frightless fights, strange silence and alarming agonies. Here I am, wret…

Little did I know Glint of the Naive Hit on open-lashes awake, Aurora forging me aware. Out of the blue flew By the bough of flue Halo bells of Past Haunting in retort Little did I heed Thy innocent n…