Chipped paint on the wall flaking off, a tiny pile of paint dandruff lays on the floor. Thank you for reading my work! I hope you will return in the future! -Alina
Author: Alina H. Hansen Writer & Poet
Poem #139
Glowing orbs circle in a dark abyss pulled by magick what we call physics now. Blackholes doom similar to hell or purgatory? the lines that trace a history soon to be forgotten. Thank you for reading my work! I hope you will return in the future! -Alina
Poem #138 (Sunset Bloodbath)
Sun setting in the mountains a blood landscape is born on the crags and hills the highest trees are bathed in light while the eyes below only see glowing red. Thank you for reading my work! I hope you will return in the future! -Alina
Poem #137 (Painting Creation and Death)
Painting, Creation, Art, and the inevitable black hole conclusion to the universe. Sky blue like paint thick and smeared across a canvas an artists hand an eye for detail, a cloud here a mountain there in the end it will all be covered in black ink, Thank you for reading my work! I hope you…
Vacant Space [poem #136]
Where do these minds go? In the distance, among the dead and the cold hearts of many. You can find me there, in a vacant space unoccupied and quiet thinking and talking to myself. Thank you for reading my work! I hope you will return in the future! -Alina