THE LANGUAGE OF FLOWERS

come a little closer, i wanna tell u how i feel.

eclipse

"we were like the sun and moon, catching glimpses of one another, waiting for an eclipse." HIGHEST RANKINGS: #8 in poetic

serendipity

ranked #1 in poetry - july 3rd 2018 somewhat mix of poetry about self love, depression, real beauty, happiness, true love, past mistakes and much more. no it does not rhyme and you might cry. enjoy ♡

grave letters ✓

sipping on liquid hearts and engraving filched farewells on tombstones.

to make a home out of every sunset.

poetry. ❝my eyes dance across the vast sky and land on the sun as it gloriously dives its way home to the welcoming embrace of the horizon; handing over the baton to the bewitching moon.❞

horribly beautiful ✔️

people write about things that do not happen. they will romanticize this world in hopes of filling themselves up. they write like their words are food. but i have always written to empty myself completely. i will romanticize feeling nothing. june 1st 2018- august 16th 2018 thank you, @blushingbieber, for the wonde...

a failed poet || poetry

in which the poet that once resided in my soul is now gone

HOW I DIED.

What if a guy on the radio tells you how he died?