Every second counts... We all know the value of time, and that's why I have made it short...
A brief poem about make the most of the short time you have in your life. For @contest_buddies prompt: time/clock
This poem is about body image and the view we have of ourselves. Thank you for reading :) <3
I wanted to see more of my existence in those eyes I love... Long time no tanka so hereeee ❣️
A poem written from a state of disarray, chaos, and fragments of either genius or madness... you decide which.
Do you ever write something and think "I probably won't ever share this bc it's too personal." Then months/years later when you come back to it after growing & healing, the feelings/memories surroundi...
Does anyone look at the Earth from space and call it pretty? No. They call it awe-inspiring, striking, glorious! Your face carries your own world, so what does it matter whether they call it pretty or...
Favorites are a fickle thing; they are always changing without a warning.
Cherish your love... I got a lil' creative with this one. Hope you all enjoy!!! :)
Those in life I said goodbye to are precious to my heart
Every second counts... We all know the value of time, and that's why I have made it short...
A brief poem about make the most of the short time you have in your life. For @contest_buddies prompt: time/clock
This poem is about body image and the view we have of ourselves. Thank you for reading :) <3
I wanted to see more of my existence in those eyes I love... Long time no tanka so hereeee ❣️
A poem written from a state of disarray, chaos, and fragments of either genius or madness... you decide which.
Do you ever write something and think "I probably won't ever share this bc it's too personal." Then months/years later when you come back to it after growing & healing, the feelings/memories surroundi...
Does anyone look at the Earth from space and call it pretty? No. They call it awe-inspiring, striking, glorious! Your face carries your own world, so what does it matter whether they call it pretty or...
Favorites are a fickle thing; they are always changing without a warning.
Cherish your love... I got a lil' creative with this one. Hope you all enjoy!!! :)
Those in life I said goodbye to are precious to my heart