Mesmeric Youth ✓
I kiss your eyes so you will recognise me 2016, adriana © (p #48 - 140117)
I kiss your eyes so you will recognise me 2016, adriana © (p #48 - 140117)
my bones are too big for my body and they protrude through my skin : let's talk about love, angst, fear, peace.
❝POWER IS A PRETTY THING.❞ ❝NOT AS PRETTY AS YOU, BABE.❞ MEI IS BEAUTIFUL. With beauty is danger.
the impulse of my thoughts, glowing againts the blanket of stars. [lowercase intended; thoughts in the form of poetry]
modernity quivers in the shadows of antiquity's gods • © sianna okaat 2017 • p744-130917
Heaven - Lucius ❝He was a love that became violent.❞ Hell - the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse ❝In the midst of destroying chaos, they became it.❞ *** The heart betrays all. For Lucius, the betrayal that was served to him cost him the life of the one angel he would die for. Worst of all, the cause of it ran like a co...
THE GODS ARE NO MORE- they have succumbed to mortal sins and all that's left in their wake are the stories of their divine destructions.
the gods are dying, mortality running through their veins. skytaints | all rights reserved ©
❝You can't cling to the past. Because no matter how tightly you hold on, it's already gone.❞
Walking on fluffy clouds, dancing under the dim moon light on stars and dreaming of swimming with colourful fish in a deep indigo ocean sounds perfect with a best friend. But what if your best friend lays beneath the Earth chatting and giggling with decomposers and earthworms instead, maybe gasping for fresh oxygen or...
❝THEY WILL BURN YOU, LITTLE LISIANTHUS PRINCE.❞ Amidst the purple lisianthuses, a knight and a prince exchange kisses, entirely unaware of the ruination transpiring nearby; for just above the palace garden, three royal children fall to the floor without their souls. © Copyright 2017 by Lily White. All rights reserved.
her voice is reserved with quiet musicality, copper-colored eyes dancing loosely on the vibrant paintings on display Ⓒ 2017, shoobari. All Rights Reserved (( super short chapters for a super short plot ))
we were drowning in madness © all rights reserved to atlas | 2017
❝paint me like you paint the ocean, capture me in your favorite picture, sing me like an anthem, and draw me in the sand.❞ a series of vignettes where a boy tells his coming of age through love, want, and proclamations
these days of youth grow shorter, while my lips are bleeding for relief. [3/3: "A COLLECTION OF: ODES TO YOUTH"]
you are the sun and i am proxima centauri: a low-mass star, too faint to be seen, yet closest to you
This is written as spoken word poetry that will, ironically, forever remain unspoken. © Copyright 2017 by Lily White. All rights reserved.
I was meant to disintegrate to stardust; but instead, I was reduced to rubble of old buildings and broken skies. © Copyright 2017 by Lily White. All rights reserved.