Dispeller Poems - Poems about Dispeller

...while the world is dead, the sun with its golden hue, brings back life to it. ......Read the rest...

...Wax, lard, or what you will, The candle's form remains until The wick consumes it slowly on, Sometimes, if lucky, from dusk to dawn. But think awhile of what's more deep, The flame's the soul ......Read the rest...