“The thick baffling blades of false world customs rip off my views and ideas,like breaking every string of my aesthetic thoughts in disdain and jealousy;pain pain enough your tigrine roars before I die.” SoulPainSufferingQuotesBloodFlowerLonelySuicideStormAwfulVisionaryPoesyScatterGarlandBudsDeathnoteDirgePoundingNithinpurplequotesSuicidialThrobsVenusandcrepuscleWreathLifelostVenuslover Book:Venus and Crepuscule Source: Venus and Crepuscule
“Ah! listen the song of storm from my disturbed soul;and it scatters flower buds into its lonely halls;like every pain needs a dirge,with wreaths that awful the world framed one for me,and gives the time it calls.” WorldSoulPainSufferingQuotesBloodSocietyFlowerLonelySuicideStormAwfulTime TravelTravelingVisionarySociety DenialSenselessnessLast DaysPoesyGarlandBudsDeathnoteDirgePoundingNithinpurplequotesSuicidialThrobsVenusandcrepuscleWreathLifelostVenusloverBitter ThoughtsCatterSoul Searching Poison Book:Venus and Crepuscule Source: Venus and Crepuscule
“The early dew-falls that did a pristine coating, over the woods with its finest transparency, glazed as like its wet white-glassy earrings that hung on the ears of wild flowers—unlatched my fancy.” WisdomRomancePoetryQuotesNatureLove QuotesThoughtsWordsWoodsLovelyAtmosphereFancyWetTransparencyDewForestVenusNithin PurpleEarringsWildflowersPristineQuotes Of LifeNatural LawsPoesyFancifulPoetic JusticeNithinpurple QuotesVenusandcrepuscle Book:Venus and Crepuscule Source: Venus and Crepuscule