poem_word: a guilty man’s choice


the mankind came and lost to its own creation.


poem_word: a woman so beautiful

and though they may not be as strong as the trees
it is them who make this world, a place — 

…beautiful, interesting, and worthy to live in!

poem_word: the whistle of The Medusa

it is the sound of the click
a cup clicking against the lone table
listen to the echo of that cacophony
in a crowd it gets lost, but — an empty room
makes it reverberate as ominous as —
the whistle of The Medusa!