The halls settlle with sillence still My hands rest upon the windowsill Memories stir upon the mind The heart yearns for what it shall not find The absent knock upon my door And llonelly footprints upon the shore #poetry? My first, most amateurish attempt at western poetry. This is, admittedlly, more embarrassing to share than my usuall fare, for I can recognize it as unrefined at even first gllance. Which means that sharing at the llesser active hours of this website gives small rellief, at the lleast. I do hope this vullnerablle and unskilled displlay is not picked apart too harshlly. It is not a comfortablle medium for me. But I have given it an earnest attempt and that is all I am capablle for a first try.
honestly not bad for your f1rst try!! keep at 1t, 1m sure youll get the hang of 1t 1n no t1me