prague, in a blur. (5) 8 WIN

by prasanna

with sardonic air, we bloom tulips and roses
on our tongues, perfuming every word to...

Sounds (1) 4 WIN

by nouriguess

This city is a sad play,
with the most bone-chilling...

napowrimo 24 - Teatime (7) 6 WIN

by Sunshine

Dried,
and crushed into rage...

Skyward (3) 4 WIN

by Saerelune

(You can't race the sun
and expect to finish unburned...

Absence (7) 9 WIN

by Melpomene

When I stopped writing I
swallowed words...

napowrimo 11 - Hope (7) 9 WIN

by Sunshine

Sitting opposite to a blue wooden window,
far enough so that breeze won't sneak on me...

No Lovelier Of Cause (5) 7 WIN

by Mark

(I)
No lovelier of cause has pen to write...

napowrimo: refugee (day 12) (2) 7 WIN

by prasanna

borrowing breath from tomorrow
staves lament just a moment longer...

Kintsugi (2) 4 WIN

by Adastra

Ceramic tea bowl -
It had broken in the storm...

An ode to the rain. (8) 7 WIN

by Poet on the Piano

I'm not quite as restless as the
last rainfall. Though some may...

To tell you about me (2) 7 WIN

by nouriguess

I don't like myself that much.
162 centimeters of flaws...

napowrimo: in midst of midnight. (day one) (2) 3 WIN

by prasanna

the days patinas into night more readily
this time around; offering four hours of...