Author's e-books - Poetry. Page - 2
The book evolves around the Covid-19 pemedic crisis. The book shows the emotion of a person who is quarantined and isolated during epemedic. This is a poetry consists of certain poems that are luckily to move you to the edge of your seat. Grab a coffee or something to eat because this is a journey, you would like to tag Along to. On the thought of emotions I was talking about love.
Poetry, with a Sci-Fi flare! I write poetry in a primal-rage. For me a poem is about unlocking my inner core, in the moment of what the Old Celts deemed rΓastrad β the warp-spasm. For me, this is when I'm at my rawest, and therefore truest self. What you shall read on these pages is meant to be rough, frayed a bit at the edges. Please enjoy. Rodney C. Johnson April 17, 2011
Ne zadovoluvajki se samo so gletkata otvoriv vrata,koja mi bese zabraneta,mesto mnogu poinakvo od prethodnoto,ispolneto so temnina,zloba,ogromen kazan kade sto se presuduva za sekoj grev.Pa jas sum vo pekolot,netrpelivo ocekuvajki go temniot gospodar.Frliv eden pogled zad mene i vidov licnost oblecena vo crna nametka so dolga crna kosa i prodoren pogled.Toa sum Jas,Prokletstvo,navistina sum Jas,i toj Jas,me povikuvase da dojdam vo negovoto carstvo.Neodoliva privlecnost me obzede. Ne sum tolku
The book evolves around the Covid-19 pemedic crisis. The book shows the emotion of a person who is quarantined and isolated during epemedic. This is a poetry consists of certain poems that are luckily to move you to the edge of your seat. Grab a coffee or something to eat because this is a journey, you would like to tag Along to. On the thought of emotions I was talking about love.
Poetry, with a Sci-Fi flare! I write poetry in a primal-rage. For me a poem is about unlocking my inner core, in the moment of what the Old Celts deemed rΓastrad β the warp-spasm. For me, this is when I'm at my rawest, and therefore truest self. What you shall read on these pages is meant to be rough, frayed a bit at the edges. Please enjoy. Rodney C. Johnson April 17, 2011
Ne zadovoluvajki se samo so gletkata otvoriv vrata,koja mi bese zabraneta,mesto mnogu poinakvo od prethodnoto,ispolneto so temnina,zloba,ogromen kazan kade sto se presuduva za sekoj grev.Pa jas sum vo pekolot,netrpelivo ocekuvajki go temniot gospodar.Frliv eden pogled zad mene i vidov licnost oblecena vo crna nametka so dolga crna kosa i prodoren pogled.Toa sum Jas,Prokletstvo,navistina sum Jas,i toj Jas,me povikuvase da dojdam vo negovoto carstvo.Neodoliva privlecnost me obzede. Ne sum tolku