Dum spiro, spero
Siberia is burning, Smoke outspreads across the globe.Krasnoyarsk is waltzing with deathbleeding their lungs, watching our powerlessness.Karma plays cards with humanity’s ambitionsYet wake up, people, We are the
It’s snowing the tales over uswith chapters surrounded by charm,the evening is seizing the palmof seven desires, a spellit’s crossing in seconds the path,just seven
Music, Music is everywhere;Pitches and notes dancing the joyUp to the crest of happiness’ ployBetween birds and flames in the air,With songs of the wood
Good morning, my dear friends, from a shining August day in Nottingham. Please allow me to share with you my joy, a kind of bliss
I came across severe winter after autumn time,expecting it welcome me being less harsh and brighter.I dreamed of pure snow which makes the earth so
Evil’s eyes are savagely bleeding,minding fortuity on talismans’ green,bewitching torture, flaming darkness’ spell till their poisons become raw emotions. © Simona Prilogan, 21/08/2019, Nottingham Image of KE-Coverdesign from Pixabay
My chaos to spoilwalking away,get back my way;when shadows dive,the silence rises. © Simona Prilogan, Nottingham Photo by Camille / Kmile on Unsplash
