last ~ poetry
~ are these the last ones / or the ones that'll last? ~
we're all beggars here, clawing at each other's sepia-toned loneliness ... || caffeinated afterthoughts and lovers' vomit ||
"life is slow dying. so are their separate ways of building, benediction, measuring love and money ways of slowly dying." ~ philip larkin
be my cynosure, stain my lips with aphrodisiacal delusions of us. touch me not, for the moment you do, i shall search for it for the rest of my life. collection of poetry reuploaded - 12•28•20
a downpour of thoughts, a delve into the most intricate inner-workings of my mind 2020 © rosy
what drew your attention to this book? was it the delicate red rose on the cover? ... or was it its thorns? yes, the rose is daintily alluring, but you will only notice the thorns once you take a closer look. i like to imagine my poetry as this thorned rose, my carefully arranged words as its delicate petals: its beau...
A captivating poetry collection that collides with human emotions and charismatic nostalgia.Honestly just a small collection of short and sweet poems.
❝don't play with my feelings.❞ a collection of short poems and quotes. ✨ #9 in poetry [12/02/18]
"this is your kind of story. no one is the good guy-- no one is the bad guy-- the blame shifts from monster to monster and in this place everyone bares their teeth." [featured. highest ranking: #6 in poetry.]