11:11

dear stray eyelashes, ladybugs, dark tunnels, wishbones, dandelions, pennies, shooting stars, 11:11, and birthday candles, when will you do your job?

The Birthright of Careful Things

Buy happy with poetry - it lasts.

When I Can't Do Anything Else

When I can't do anything else, I write poems. [Became #1 in Poetry a long time ago]

shades of blue

Charlie doesn't speak, so he paints.

They will be missed

Some die Some starve Some cry Most cut And they will be missed Some are alone Some are lost in a crowd Some yell out and moan Most do not voice their troubles aloud And they will be missed #1 Poetry #2 Random

Absences

This is a collection of poems about losing people. They were written sporadically in the past few years. I welcome any feedback you may have.

Moonswept

This is a follow on collection from Windswept. In this collection I will examine the concept of love from a more ethereal perspective.

Rhapsody

A shoebox collection of short fables, stories in verse, discontinued manuscripts, and other fluffy curio. Featured by Wattpad under "Short Story" from October 2013 to 2015.

MASOKISTA (✔️)

Ang binatilyong si Yosef ay hindi isang prinsipeng pinapangarap ng bawat kababaehan at wala siyang panahon upang ipagtanggol ang iba -- bukod sa kaniyang sarili. Namuhay siyang mag-isa, kinayang mag-isa, at napapagod nang baguhin ang imahe niya sa ibang tao. Si Jared naman ay tila ba'y nasa itaas na ng mga bituin, ng...

haiku/senryu

poems of course

Patchworked

This collection is a catch-all for pieces that don't quite fit anywhere. Prepare yourself for some nonsense in poetry form.

Methought

"Ever drifting down the stream — Lingering in the golden gleam — Life, what is it but a dream?" - Lewis Carroll, Through the Looking-Glass and What Alice Found There

Where I Have Been Wandering

Poetry on nature and experience

definitions.

some things just define us.

Dark Poems

Well these are all my poems. I hope you like them. If you have any suggestions I'm open haha. Well yea.

Sad poems

Sadness is reality of every day. I was asked what inspired me to write this- My answer is some bad days and empathy, for I know I am not alone in this, and neither are you.

Dark Poetry for Dark People

It's basically what the title says... I write to vent, so don't expect it all to make perfect sense.