Lebana Speaks: Untold Poetry (A Sonnet)

As I hid in the bars of fate, little voices tattled behind me. Withering words ignited hate, hence, freedom was a plea. But when I wallowed in the grandeur of tales, and succumbed in the glory of poetries, those displeasures, frights, and gales suddenly disappeared like reveries. I then escaped from the realm of uncertainty, … Continue reading Lebana Speaks: Untold Poetry (A Sonnet)