“From the Wild West, I heard the thundering voice of Bacchus’, winy prophesies,yet disillusioned in his self aching brains, that rattled his evil enemies.” PoetryPoemsWriting LifeNithin PurpleVenus And CrepusculeLiterary StyleLiterary WorldLyrical PoetryNew World Poems Book:Venus and Crepuscule Source: Venus and Crepuscule