SAPPHIC SUMMER

AND GIRLS ARE - MOONLIGHT, MAGIC AND MACABRE.

MENTAL FLOSS

THE THIRD MOST IMPORTANT STEP, MENTAL FLOSS TO KEEP THE DECAY AT PAR.

TRANSIENT

I TRY TO PUT COSMIC INTERCONNECTEDNESS INTO WORDS.

EMPIRICAL

FOR IT IS DURING THE UNGODLY HOURS THAT THE GODS WILL FALL DOWN WITH A WEAK EMPIRE.

ANOBRAIN

ARGLE BARGLE WITH A DASH OF HONEY FLAVOURED NOSTALGIA.

myth

who are the gods? are they us?

LIKE A LOVER

HONEY GAZES AND CHERRY RED LIPS © 2017

please don't die

after dark beautiful things grow and fester, kissing your mouth, eviscerating your insides.

Dead Poets Club ✓

I can taste the revolution on your skin 2016, adriana © (p #58- 040117)

skeletons of the sunrise.

WE'RE SINGING TO THE SKY, PRAYING FOR THE SUN.

IN ARLES

drop by my house at half past noon; we'll make small talk of murder over chamomile tea © VANGOHS, 2017

crushed lavender

yūgen fantasies laced in velour reverie

Mesmeric Youth ✓

I kiss your eyes so you will recognise me 2016, adriana © (p #48 - 140117)

skeletons | 1.0 ✓

GLITTER TEARS FALL AS SHE DIES, SPLINTERING INTO A MILLION STARS, IN A MILLION SKIES © 2021, @incarnadine- POEM #5 [ 30/05/21 ] POETIC #2 [ 05/06/21 ] PROSE #3 [ 23/05/21 ] TEARJERKER #5 [ 22/05/21 ]

Forever June

the ghost of you keeps me awake [editor's choice 2021 | poetry] [cover by @qixing]

Raindrops of Reality - [poetry]

I'm fine. But what does it mean? A phrase said for years but usually meaning a lie. A settlement for how something could be? Or a false testimony for the way that I'm feeling? Raindrops of Reality is a personal collection of poems, with the will to translate various emotions through a rather free form of writing. Al...

The blue flower that taught me how to live

''Because the world is so full of death and horror, I try again and again to console my heart and pick the flowers that grow in the midst of hell.'' -Herman Hesse Disclaimer: I don't own any of the videos, photos used for this book. Credits go out to the owners.

Raindrops

"Will you ever hear me in the rain?" "...?" ***** #157 in Poetry February 12, 2016 #86 in Poetry February 14, 2016

Put it on my Tombstone

"My sad story begins the day it all ends. Our tragedy starts before we were friends." Told in poetry form, we follow the story of an anynomys girl to find out what caused her death. **** "What I like about this is that we know how it ends. We're not here for a happy ending. We're here to see the beauty in tragedy."...

Cocaine kisses

Once upon a time, we shared our wicked blisses. But in the end, they were nothing but cocaine kisses. Highest ranking: #42 in poetry