Categories Poetry Blood Tides Post author By Miklos Arany Post date October 12, 2014 No Comments on Blood Tides The desert always calls Heart of the world longing to be filled Pale moon waning Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related Tags literature, poem, poetry, verse, writing ← Les Jardins de Roses → Seize Disaster Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email.