A collection of poems,inspired by the Nebulae of the universe.
Η διανομή της συλλογής έγινε χωρίς αντίτιμο, χέρι με χέρι.
Δείγμα γραφής
Madame Web
Little fly
where you run to?
Tiny mind
how will you turn out?
Worthless sky
when will you burn out?
Lost between my lines
bound by mighty ties,
engaged to the blackest of nights,
you try to escape
but
my feelings are sticky,
they have many threads-
this isn’t love my little fly,
It’s called
a WEB.
