He is nothing, but cadaver wielding a deadly inky quill!
His poems, no less than resilient plants, popping up tenaciously out of rocks, crevices,cracks and concrete alike!
They live on in time…
The poet and his poems.
He is nothing, but cadaver wielding a deadly inky quill!
His poems, no less than resilient plants, popping up tenaciously out of rocks, crevices,cracks and concrete alike!
They live on in time…
The poet and his poems.