The Melancholy Lover's Rant 

Batool Idrish posted under Poetry



What is memory but artifice? Schwärmerei in family albums. Solitaire's looped golden glint, in velvet,  Nestled. A gift thrust carelessly;  Gestures to blur boundaries of despair. Else, memory's love gone awry? A refrain,  Oft, repeated by Love's flushed roses: Love's transience pressed betwixt pages.   Penmancy gets a small share of every purchase you make through these links, and every little helps us continue bringing you the reads you love!