Rodionandaxe

Hey, this is my first poem here. I have often been curious about whats going on in a passerby's mind I hope I can relay some of that feeling.

A poem about a lucky little boy who whistles his tunes away.

When the night herself sings you to sleep.

A short poem about lost trust i guess :>

Those of us lucky enough to have functional feet often forget that they carry us through life. So a look at life from the view of a pair of feet.

It's my first time trying this. A focus on the Alive Body rather than the feelings and the soul.

A old person caring for a sickly young girl in the background of everyday things.

A Vampire hopelessly head over heels for their kidnapper begs for a taste of her blood...