This is a compilation of poems that I write, and they all have one mission; to entertain and help others with whatever issues they face.

Greyson Hines is a young high school student going through the trials and tribulations of growing up and becoming a man. Through an online journal, he begins writing down his thoughts and feelings. As time passes, however, the journal becomes a detailed journey of someone whose trying to make it in life...just as we all seem to be.

If you want to know the secrets that I keep You have to know the things that I feel

We all have or going through different phases in our life where we experience pain. This is collection of poem where a girl expresses her moments of pain. Pain of the illness she is suffering from. Experience with her.. Her Moments of Pain.. Best Ranking #7 in Poetry on 11-10 -2014

This is just a collection of things I jot down while I'm in a dark place. Not all of them will be dark, but most will be. That's generally when I'm creating at my best. A lot of them won't be very long either, I tend to get stuff out in just a few words. Anyway, no A+ poem writing here, just what I feel in the moment. Thanks for reading :)

Twelve letters to the boy she almost loved. *** "Dear Boy, Because today I realize; I can't let go without ever saying it. From, a girl." *** Well, twelve and a half letters.

Freefall. The title, hopefully, describes what you will find in this collection, I shall write pieces free of the constraints of both form, and structure.

parallax /ˈpærəˌlæks/ noun 1. an apparent change in the position of an object resulting from a change in position of the observer 2. an apparent shift in the position of an object, such as a star, caused by a change in the observer's position that provides a new line of sight. the parallax of nearby stars caused by observing them from opposite points in earth's orbit around the sun is used in estimating the stars' distance from earth through triangulation. very few art works in this book belong to me.

ᴀ ᴄᴏʟʟᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏғ ᴘᴏᴇᴍs ᴀs ᴘᴇʀᴇɴɴɪᴀʟ ʀᴇғʟᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴs ᴏғ ʏᴏᴜᴛʜ Storms are temporary. They come and go, but when they hit us, we may not be prepared. These poems may seem bleak and dark at first but as you read along, you'll realise that all we have to do to get over such hurdles in our lives is just to embrace the storm. I hope you find you find meaning in these poems just as I have and I wish all of you every happiness. -'AMN **ᴛʜɪs ᴘᴏᴇᴛʀʏ ᴄᴏʟʟᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ғᴇᴀᴛᴜʀᴇs 'ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀʟᴇsᴛɪɴᴇ sᴜɴʙɪʀᴅ', ᴀ sᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟ ᴘᴏᴇᴍ ʙᴀsᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɪsʀᴀᴇʟ-ᴘᴀʟᴇsᴛɪɴᴇ ᴄᴏɴғʟɪᴄᴛ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴀᴢᴀ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇs ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴍᴏᴠᴇᴍᴇɴᴛ. © apostropheA (2014)

Let me speak for all of the people in the Middle East who want their voices to be heard. Let me tell you just how hard is. Let me shape how life threatening it can become. Let me explain to you what the media doesn't want you to know. Let me show you the Middle East from another perspective...my perspective. This is a collection of poems about the Arab Spring, the conflicts being faced there, the present-day civil war, and how misunderstood Muslims and Arabs are. ------ Story cover courtesy of @XCrocusX. Thank you. ----- #322 in Poetry and #41 in Crime. Thank you so much. I sincerely appreciate it.