Life is a fairytale, with pages in various hues. Some are in bright, happy colors; some are just in blue. But each one is worth reading, even those in gloomy, crumpled pages. Because those stories crumpled by hardships contain life's greatest lessons, smooth pages can never teach.
A/N:
Hi guys! For those who may have read this book before, this was used to be Lazybones, but then the undecided, capricious weirdo that I am, I suddenly decided to revise this book. I just got this idea about classifying or grouping my poems according to certain categories. So yeah this is a rash, not so planned idea. But I just wanna try it. I'll be grouping all my poems including those in Wandering Quill (If ever you haven't heard of it, it's my other poetry book). So I'll be unpublishing some of my poems here but I'll publish them again in my other books.
So this is Blue Fairytales, a collection of rhyming, sometimes not rhyming sad tales of life. But not all sad tales have a sad ending, sometimes the saddest part is at the beginning or at the middle. But some really are at the end. It can't be helped. That's life. Sadness clings to it like a leech.
The other two books would be called Green Meadows and Purple Roses.
I hope you will all like this. Thank you for reading :)
Lots of love,
Yui
**I do not own the pictures on my covers. My friend found them online and put words into them. Credit goes to the real owner.
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Blue Fairytales
PoetryLife is a fairytale, with pages in various hues. Some are in bright, happy colors; some are just in blue. But each one is worth reading, even those in gloomy, crumpled pages. Because those stories crumpled by hardships contain life's greatest lesson...