Practicing my writing - mainly poetry
Love is uncontrollable, in that it gives you free will. There is no control in love. Lust is all about control, as it is trying to shove
By Anon11 months ago in Poets
Talents can go into hibernation, like a polar bear, but it doesn’t mean they’re not there anymore. They’re just waiting
Stay away from vultures but in human form that prey on their victims like a cannibal. Not in the physical sense,
The moon is loved no matter what phase she unfolds, her phases, offering beauty and opportunities, a reflection of life's ways,
By Anon2 years ago in Poets
I close my eyes and see a lavender haze, in my mind's eye that takes me to a mysterious place, leaving me in a daze. 💜✧･ﾟ: *🟪💟
I was staring at the water one day, its surface rippling with an effervescent grace, and I wondered, "Who am I, anyway?"
Feeling like a mirror is hard, because you feel like you reflect, everyone’s insecurities back at them, so no one wants to be around you.
It takes strength to emerge from a bad situation. Don't let anyone discredit you, because it is easy to stay in one state,
The most beautiful people, we have known are those who have, known defeat, known suffering, known struggle, known loss,
Is this what growing up is? Just leaving things behind over and over? Growing pains are a constant here, but growth is worth it, do not fear.
Transformation isn't always sweet and bright. It's a dark and murky, painful pushing, an unraveling of untruths you've carried in your body,
Eyes averted, mouths shut tight, whispers heard behind my back. Their envy and their spite, reveal how much they lack.
