Halcyon Wings: 'These passions feathers are gathering on a winged vision'

When the lurid auras of visionary thoughts sometimes explore so long to hold not the quest’s breath, it explodes in a form of dissimilar subjects of either agony or an overwhelmed happiness. For here, I must say bold. Most of these verses originated from my sadness and invention of my own style in the midst of solitude that I experienced after leaving my home a few years ago. As a reviewer, you would see few elegies, which were actual and untainted are those, where I lost a few favorite car...