Tag: senryu

heartily satisfying games of death and demise oh what fun spring is turning out to be

a little lost but not to worry will be on track shortly

all that shimmers is not gold but glass cannons dismebowelling the vessels of mankind

a conspicuous scratch on the wall of the heart just deep enough

a dash of spring to liven this grey

the memories of the weekend we carry with a solemn heart

morning after the calm the flesh picks itself up and heads into the chaos

hope is a dying trade and still the shutters are raised