Poems from DusktheKat
Colors must be
Important.
Why else
Would people
Paint with them
Or have a favorite
Or hate someone because
They’re not the
Right one?
Why...
Hear my prayer,
On heavens high,
I exalt you and swear
That you are much greater than I.
Oh, Divine Lord
Who rules over the Earth,
My...
I visit my market morning, noon, eve,
To look but not touch the vendor’s rich wares;
The fabrics, each roll and every sleeve,
And when I am...