Venus and Crepuscule: Beauty and Violence on Me Thrown

Silently the poet revenges a prideful society as he puts his rhyme one after one onto the paper, blood drips from his pen when he writes with an extremely agitated mind. Nothing makes him happy except his solitary state. He travels at times when he gets opportunity to collect beauty surrounded by the kind nature. Curiosity sparks from his brain to research and lights the lamps of visions. When the bitter world ignored him, the very sadness captured his mind. Then darkness and dread visions ...