There was a bird That I used to nourish Like a red rose Like an old rotting tree In a desert left to die. He
Read MoreAuthor: Nightman
Nightman is a 25-year-old psychology graduate from the Middle East. He is currently researching psychopharmacology and is about to start his master's. He has been reading and writing poetry for quite some time and has decided to publish some of his works. Aside from his passion for poetry, especially American poetry, he is deeply fond of cinema and wishes to one day direct a movie. He also spends a part of his time studying animal behaviour and neurology.