she is nothing short
of a masterpiece.
she who loves, nurtures and protects us at every phase of our lives - she who is our saviour.
there is a season for everything; she will wilt and fall but she will also root, rise and bloom.
your love soothes my soul
and lingers in my heart
don't ever give me flowers, please.
I look beneath the universe, Whirling like a cosmogyral...
Fun fact this is my english assignment. I submitted it.
Many great poets have come very far because of their famous poems. Now, the world has changed, and they are no longer remembered.
An Acrostic on flowers. Thank you for reading! Hope you enjoy!
A poem for the New Zealand mosque shootings, with a message in the end from me. The power of remembrance and the need for justice. <33 (First image from Pinterest,)
If you stay vulnerable, something's bound to take advantage
eek I don't actually like anyone! ...Did I just lie? Am I confirming that I did lie? WHAT IS GOING ON!?!?
A great collaboration with me sis @scarletdreams i loved and enjoyed while writing this soo much and muches thanks sis! I hope everyone will enjoy our wording for a beginning.
My heart thuds with all the words burrowed within. Sketched on the walls, ingrained in my skin
the love of flowers (theres a reason y i ignored all the apostrophes and commas) - regardless this was indeed a rushed post
A nice Tanka about how I don't condone negativity in my life. I really wanted to do a Tanka hehe.
Enjoy guys 💖
it always hurt to wait for love and affection to reach you. -this might be a short thingy from me-