Up In Smoke

" she was nicotine, and I was addicted " *lower-case intentional*

Through the Fog

Love in the shape of poems. Pain in the shape of words.

DEAR YOU, | ✓

goodbye, my love.

but a dream

the tale of a love that not even a woman full of mistakes could destroy.

Her.

She looked like a p e r f e c t i m p e r f e c t i o n Smelled like v a n i l l a Sang like an a n g e l Felt like s i l k And tasted i n t o x i c a t i n g

maude

come home to my heart

t h o u g h t s

My escape from the world, in words.

Words of life

This book is for you, who wants to read about what life can be like, most of the times. This book has reminders, poetry, tips and tricks, quotes, texts about meaning with life, happy moment and even sad moments. A little bit of everything life can throw at you. I have no filter to this book. Which means it's raw an...

self

collection two

mourning

collection seven

eccedentesiast (poetry)

eccedentesiast (n.) a person who hides pain behind a smile

boyhood

i gave a boy a lavender sprig and he returned me with a kiss. ©achillics

𝐑𝐄𝐃 | 𝐩𝐨𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐲

red • (adj) emotion. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ #6 in poetry 8/6/19. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ don't be a ghost reader! every vote and comment brings a smile to my face.

tea

honeyed lips and a milk stained tongue is your tea before church.