she is art;
a beautiful
mosaic.
A collaboration of forty-six on dreams both dreary and delightful! Enjoy!
Somewhere in the dark cobwebbed corners of your mind there is a blooming flower (inspired by @whispers post โPain Is All I Feelโ)
An Acrostic on flowers. Thank you for reading! Hope you enjoy!
A collaboration of fifty-six on lingering, longing love! Enjoy!
i want to be a flower, to be immobile, to be a garden...
A collaboration of forty-two on interconnecting thoughts, emotions, and journeys! Enjoy!
I collect the withered flowers with my bruised fingertips, carrying my deepest sorrows...
"They know war
like a mother's gaze."
(TW) This might be a heavy poem for some, but it's about the lowest of humanity, based on the attack on an Afghan maternity ward. Thank you for reading x
The first part of a collaboration of fifty-eight on creative connections between the wondrous worlds and precious people around us! Enjoy!
It begins to learn that the abyss was not an end, but a genesis. (for @lilimuratoโs collab)
Autmn is the time to discard dead flowers...
'there is an ocean of silence between us and i am drowning in it' - r. suzuki
Sometimes life tastes like teardrops of white noise.
(Trigger Warning: mature themes) A poem about trauma and salvaging love, for the Sexual Assault Awareness contest. Thank you for reading <3 (Song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nZcf3oXfz5k)
wildflowers | the story of how seeds represent the biggest sacrifice this world will ever see
A ๐๐๐๐๐๐. A picturesque portrait of ๐บ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ด๐๐, while the Lady twirls towards her dusk, and leaves the dance to the ๐๐ญ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐บ ๐๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ต๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ณ. '๐ฒ๐ฝ๐ถ๐ ๐พ๐ ๐ฎ๐๐๐๐๐, ๐พ๐ป ๏ฟฝ...
// our love thrives due to the compost of my past lovers //
A collaboration of forty-six on dreams both dreary and delightful! Enjoy!
Somewhere in the dark cobwebbed corners of your mind there is a blooming flower (inspired by @whispers post โPain Is All I Feelโ)
An Acrostic on flowers. Thank you for reading! Hope you enjoy!
A collaboration of fifty-six on lingering, longing love! Enjoy!
i want to be a flower, to be immobile, to be a garden...
A collaboration of forty-two on interconnecting thoughts, emotions, and journeys! Enjoy!
I collect the withered flowers with my bruised fingertips, carrying my deepest sorrows...
"They know war
like a mother's gaze."
(TW) This might be a heavy poem for some, but it's about the lowest of humanity, based on the attack on an Afghan maternity ward. Thank you for reading x
The first part of a collaboration of fifty-eight on creative connections between the wondrous worlds and precious people around us! Enjoy!
It begins to learn that the abyss was not an end, but a genesis. (for @lilimuratoโs collab)
Autmn is the time to discard dead flowers...
'there is an ocean of silence between us and i am drowning in it' - r. suzuki
Sometimes life tastes like teardrops of white noise.
(Trigger Warning: mature themes) A poem about trauma and salvaging love, for the Sexual Assault Awareness contest. Thank you for reading <3 (Song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nZcf3oXfz5k)
wildflowers | the story of how seeds represent the biggest sacrifice this world will ever see
A ๐๐๐๐๐๐. A picturesque portrait of ๐บ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ด๐๐, while the Lady twirls towards her dusk, and leaves the dance to the ๐๐ญ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐บ ๐๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ต๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ณ. '๐ฒ๐ฝ๐ถ๐ ๐พ๐ ๐ฎ๐๐๐๐๐, ๐พ๐ป ๏ฟฝ...
// our love thrives due to the compost of my past lovers //