Five very interesting beings are being grateful every year...This could have been a longer story I just couldn't fit it in the 250 words rule. Enjoy!
𝒩𝑜 𝑒𝓎𝑒𝓈 𝒾𝓃 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝒹, 𝓃𝑜𝓇 𝓃𝑜 𝓂𝑜𝓃𝑒𝓎 𝒾𝓃 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓅𝓊𝓇𝓈𝑒? 𝒴𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝑒𝓎𝑒𝓈 𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝒾𝓃 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓋𝓎 𝒸𝒶𝓈𝑒, 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓅𝓊𝓇𝓈𝑒 𝒾𝓃 𝒶 𝓁𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉. 𝒴𝑒𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓈𝑒𝑒 �...
Sometimes I see myself in a battleground, I fight the stars and try to reach my Dreams and my Paradise.
Cupid, a love story. Saturday morning I will post Gloria's Eyes and Forbade the fruits of the Concubine.
𝐿𝒾𝒻𝑒 𝒾𝓈𝓃'𝓉 𝒶 𝒻𝒶𝒾𝓇𝓎𝓉𝒶𝓁𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓈𝑒 𝒽𝒶𝓋𝑒 𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓅𝓎 𝑒𝓃𝒹𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈
~ 𝒜𝒶𝓂𝒾𝒾
An angel I am in search of. My Cupid on high to sweep me away from this dismal reality
The irony is that they had a spiritual connection. They were connected, in someway, by a strong, powerful force of nature.
A free form poem dedicated to my crush.
Full of Greek mythology references because I’m a nerd who still believes in the ideal of courtly love 😂
How I wish I could be your Sappho, girl...
Thanks so...
“When Cupid fell” for a contest :) Prompt: Clasp, not sure if I did this right!
This is one of my high school poem.
mix of emotions
rise n fall of feelings.
hope you feel it the way
i express it.
old flirtatious moments
'for when the time comes, you will know; thus saying so, i weep.'
A poem about the path taken from the dark reality to a surreal present dream.
"She loves control" a poem I wrote in a twenty minute free form manner. I put pen to paper and let my words pour onto the pages, and exposed my deepest vulnerability to you. I hope you enjoy.
Five very interesting beings are being grateful every year...This could have been a longer story I just couldn't fit it in the 250 words rule. Enjoy!
𝒩𝑜 𝑒𝓎𝑒𝓈 𝒾𝓃 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝒹, 𝓃𝑜𝓇 𝓃𝑜 𝓂𝑜𝓃𝑒𝓎 𝒾𝓃 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓅𝓊𝓇𝓈𝑒? 𝒴𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝑒𝓎𝑒𝓈 𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝒾𝓃 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓋𝓎 𝒸𝒶𝓈𝑒, 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓅𝓊𝓇𝓈𝑒 𝒾𝓃 𝒶 𝓁𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉. 𝒴𝑒𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓈𝑒𝑒 �...
Sometimes I see myself in a battleground, I fight the stars and try to reach my Dreams and my Paradise.
Cupid, a love story. Saturday morning I will post Gloria's Eyes and Forbade the fruits of the Concubine.
𝐿𝒾𝒻𝑒 𝒾𝓈𝓃'𝓉 𝒶 𝒻𝒶𝒾𝓇𝓎𝓉𝒶𝓁𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓈𝑒 𝒽𝒶𝓋𝑒 𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓅𝓎 𝑒𝓃𝒹𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈
~ 𝒜𝒶𝓂𝒾𝒾
An angel I am in search of. My Cupid on high to sweep me away from this dismal reality
The irony is that they had a spiritual connection. They were connected, in someway, by a strong, powerful force of nature.
A free form poem dedicated to my crush.
Full of Greek mythology references because I’m a nerd who still believes in the ideal of courtly love 😂
How I wish I could be your Sappho, girl...
Thanks so...
“When Cupid fell” for a contest :) Prompt: Clasp, not sure if I did this right!
This is one of my high school poem.
mix of emotions
rise n fall of feelings.
hope you feel it the way
i express it.
old flirtatious moments
'for when the time comes, you will know; thus saying so, i weep.'
A poem about the path taken from the dark reality to a surreal present dream.
"She loves control" a poem I wrote in a twenty minute free form manner. I put pen to paper and let my words pour onto the pages, and exposed my deepest vulnerability to you. I hope you enjoy.