Styx
#4 of decaliyric: fox fourth poem in my collection decalyric: fox. today what is - morrow isn't, river styx from here - not distant, what one touches, what one feels, to the ruthless reaper kneels.
Helios
#3 of decaliyric: fox the second poem from the collection decalyric: fox. this one was written by describing an image of of some mountain. i sadly can't remember what exactly was i describing.
Dish
#2 of decaliyric: fox the first poem of my short collection of poems called decalyric: fox that was first posted on my fa page.
Damned Poet
Of damned nature your poetry is, Your comedy I oh so much cherish, Described as divine and to cause bliss, Among the ones who seem to perish. You went thru hell to get above, Guided by the light of a poet in nature, To reunite with...