A poem I wrote a couple of months ago for an english project. Hope y'all enjoy!!! (re-edited)
A poem dedicated to my awesome friend, @bastet. Much love and much respect. Pls visit their account!
Regardless of dwellers' intentions, good or bad, the vibe is toxic. | My heart has crying eyes and not blind eyes.
Sometimes we are influenced by a story's point of view without realizing it.
"Right now, it came in the form of flitting shadows, lingering slightly too long in her gaze, seeming to melt behind her, and that goddamned chattering sound."
Draft of a story... just for fun. Hope you like!
~Sirens wailed in the distance, but the man in the alley ignored them. Dingy shadows painted him gray...~
April 22nd The glistening sun has gradually risen above the mountains here in Chichibu and gives me the energy to start a new day.
A subtle shift in how you see-what you see- makes a world of a difference....,
A poem I wrote a couple of months ago for an english project. Hope y'all enjoy!!! (re-edited)
A poem dedicated to my awesome friend, @bastet. Much love and much respect. Pls visit their account!
Regardless of dwellers' intentions, good or bad, the vibe is toxic. | My heart has crying eyes and not blind eyes.
Sometimes we are influenced by a story's point of view without realizing it.
"Right now, it came in the form of flitting shadows, lingering slightly too long in her gaze, seeming to melt behind her, and that goddamned chattering sound."
Draft of a story... just for fun. Hope you like!
~Sirens wailed in the distance, but the man in the alley ignored them. Dingy shadows painted him gray...~
April 22nd The glistening sun has gradually risen above the mountains here in Chichibu and gives me the energy to start a new day.
A subtle shift in how you see-what you see- makes a world of a difference....,