Direction is piercing, change is imperfect.
A sunrise will move mountains
A sunset is built upon mountains
Painting: Opportunity
An old painting from one of my GCSE sketchbooks. It could have done with a primary reference, I’ve realised how…
Looking For Writers!
Aesthetic Empire is looking for writers! Preferably students with interests in the arts who would like to share their artwork,…
Poetry: Affection
The clouds come loiter together again, a sapphire blue veiled so discreet, now drained to sustain the coming rain. Shelter not…
Poetry: Untitled 1
Jogging against the sunset appears to thrill, Until you reach the ocean and cant swim Fast enough. To escape the…
Sketchbooks and Writing Poetry In Them.
I often doodle where I write, or write where I doodle. They seem to work off of each other, help…
Poetry: Dots On A Timeline
A thousand revolts stuck in history know and unknown alike. Blood spilt to avoid our own injury, To keep our…
