velvet crane
At 2:28 AM, a quiet house becomes a witness to memory. Through moonlit windows, split cigarettes, endless hallways, and lingering photographs, this traditional noir visual poem explores solitude, déjà vu, and the stories our homes remember long after we’ve forgotten them.
lonely
In this brief yet poignant poem, The Ivory Rose reflects on loneliness, patience, and the uncertainty of love. Wrapped in a traditional noir atmosphere, the speaker wonders when love will arrive while surrendering to destiny’s unseen hand. A meditation on longing, hope, and the quiet courage of waiting.
waiting room
Stuck in the waiting room Where the doctor’s not comingbut I’m runningInto the same strangers From different dangers And no one’s comingIn clutch – is it wrong Of me to missyour touch?Is it wrong To feelstuck at thebottomof the sea Underwaterno air Maybe ifI was hotter Just whydo peopledisappear? I’ll tellyou I knowit to beFear; […]