𝓁ℴ𝓋ℯ 𝒾𝓈 𝓇𝒾𝒸𝒽 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒽ℴ𝓃ℯ𝓎 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓋ℯ𝓃ℴ𝓂 → original poetry & prose → written from july 2020 to july 2021 Copyright © 2020 broken-statues

[ poetry/prose ] tell me, what do you wish for? ranks: #9 in poetry

winter was never a sad season, we crafted it into one. (to be continued soon) [poetry] ©ethereal_quill

#collection 3 : open letters "aught"- anything at all ; nothing receiver's address: where our stars last crossed. sender's address: hopefully, in your thoughts. subject: welcome to aught. 18.12.20 - ongoing (slow updates) © ariettetrisdale cover credits: @Ashes_and_Dust1202

to the place where our fingertips of stars and scars explode into supernovas ©2021 @uranium-girl

I've tried. but i've always failed to contain these thousand words in a few sentences, maybe im bad at expressing macro feelings in the few words that I'm limited to. you might think you know me enough because it's been a long time since i first waved at you and the love for the same artist started our very first conversation, but even i haven't discovered the colors of my existence yet, so why do you claim that you have? you think you've already uncovered the secrets and seen the scars and the marks and reached the origin of every preserved artifact in the treasures that i've kept hidden over the years but there's so much more that you would never even hear of. i've chosen to show you everything as a part of a happy story but will you ever know this? which words were rewritten and omitted out and which words are the part of the organic script which fits perfectly into the timeline. have you figured out yet who's the real director of my story? there's so much more to me than you think there is. poetry and prose and everything in between. 26.10.2021 - 01.06.2022

|| FEATURED IN THE OFFICIAL WATTPAD POETRY PROFILE UNDER THE READING LIST "STYGIAN SKIES-DARK"|| - 24/09/2020 ❝It wasn't lethal when you touched me, It was lethal when I tasted your touch. God forbid, it tasted like a blind's first see, Or a painter saturating his paints with a brush, But you hid the intentions behind the blinding halo, And I forced my eyes to shut. ❞ Ostentatious poetry exemplified, opulent prose to epitomize. 🥈 The Budding Stars Awards 🥈 The Watermelon Awards 🥈 The BridgeSociety Poetry Awards Cover by the spectacular @sereneur

of love and decay, because our hearts are wired to love and rot - highest rankings #2 in sadpoem #3 in free verse #4 poesia #1 in melancholia #5 in darkpoetry #10 in prose #19 in anthology

a collection of my writing. #27 poetry (09/16/15)

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