Well lately my poems have just been a jumble of everything, so have fun dissecting this one!
Finding yourself in the border between day and night, reality and imagination.
Nine poems on the power of our stories, their stories, and your stories.
Lost syllables, lost love letters, swept away into a coma of endless time.
Something for the daily prompt, and I honestly surprised myself with this one haha.
finally got inspiration,,, and this turned out quite well maybe :) anyways be happy 💜
"And the train of thought runs through yesterday again..."
Just something what came to my mind .
:) Hope you'll like .
Yesterday you and me......
I have finished my first novel on Wattpad, link -👇
https://my.w.tt/tb8FiTTf88
just a poetic interpretation of a memory and some deep thoughts
And I will be the first in line to take a bite from your peach.
Some say it was suicide, some say it was murder. But I say it was a rebirth.
Did a little editing to this one to give more of a sense of the place this piece is portraying. Hope you like it.
I opened my computer to see this! Well, it's not bad so I guess past me can keep it :)
Sunflower Musings: Yesterday, all my troubles seemed so far away...
Today is what Yesterday wasn’t, while Tomorrow has yet to be imagined.
Well lately my poems have just been a jumble of everything, so have fun dissecting this one!
Finding yourself in the border between day and night, reality and imagination.
Nine poems on the power of our stories, their stories, and your stories.
Lost syllables, lost love letters, swept away into a coma of endless time.
Something for the daily prompt, and I honestly surprised myself with this one haha.
finally got inspiration,,, and this turned out quite well maybe :) anyways be happy 💜
"And the train of thought runs through yesterday again..."
Just something what came to my mind .
:) Hope you'll like .
Yesterday you and me......
I have finished my first novel on Wattpad, link -👇
https://my.w.tt/tb8FiTTf88
just a poetic interpretation of a memory and some deep thoughts
And I will be the first in line to take a bite from your peach.
Some say it was suicide, some say it was murder. But I say it was a rebirth.
Did a little editing to this one to give more of a sense of the place this piece is portraying. Hope you like it.
I opened my computer to see this! Well, it's not bad so I guess past me can keep it :)
Sunflower Musings: Yesterday, all my troubles seemed so far away...
Today is what Yesterday wasn’t, while Tomorrow has yet to be imagined.