Inspired by yesterday's prompt 'bead'.
Take a moment to grasp on to the moment that makes you feel more real and genuine than anything in this world has.
What is more important, a moment of glory or the patient wait for it? 🧐
My first attempt at reverse poetry. It’s not quite a clear cut reverse poem as your typical reverse poems are, but it was still fun to write.
sometimes in the process of overthinking, getting purposely sad, i hide away the little things that give me happiness
We all have those little things that we fall in love with.
A small poem on it.
Take a moment and breath and remember today what is worth being human. (IF YOU READ THIS PLEASE COMMENT!!! WHAT YOUR " FAVOURITE LITTLE THING IN LIFE IS" )
Life can get really crazy, but it's the little things keeping us together.
Thank you for being such a wonderful community, Commaful. I look forward to 2017 with you!
The last bell on Friday Falling asleep to the sound of rain
Are things ever little? We sometimes don’t realise how big something is until it’s too late.
The little things. It is the little things that make life beautiful
Up to four, and really happy with how writing has started to help me feel better about things :)
Take a moment to grasp on to the moment that makes you feel more real and genuine than anything in this world has.
What is more important, a moment of glory or the patient wait for it? 🧐
My first attempt at reverse poetry. It’s not quite a clear cut reverse poem as your typical reverse poems are, but it was still fun to write.
sometimes in the process of overthinking, getting purposely sad, i hide away the little things that give me happiness
We all have those little things that we fall in love with.
A small poem on it.
Take a moment and breath and remember today what is worth being human. (IF YOU READ THIS PLEASE COMMENT!!! WHAT YOUR " FAVOURITE LITTLE THING IN LIFE IS" )
Life can get really crazy, but it's the little things keeping us together.
Thank you for being such a wonderful community, Commaful. I look forward to 2017 with you!
The last bell on Friday Falling asleep to the sound of rain
Are things ever little? We sometimes don’t realise how big something is until it’s too late.
The little things. It is the little things that make life beautiful
Up to four, and really happy with how writing has started to help me feel better about things :)