LIFE, n. A spiritual pickle preserving the body from decay. Journey on a road that is smooth, graveled and sometimes even unmade yet to the destination that is not pretty. Euphemism intended. Scribbles, v. The product of life's ups and downs while on the road to decay. Darks, lights and greys all depicted in a string of doodles and sometimes, poetry. She scribbles is a collection of poetry pieces that are a product of life's events and courses. Poetry that is stirred by an emotion, event or a thought penned down spontaneously without intrusion of alien variants with hopes that it pulls at the strings of your heart. Trigger warning: The feels that compelled/upshot the poetry are highly contagious. Take refuge in a tub of ice cream and dozens of chocolates if the symptoms cause impairment in functioning.

Everyone has a story. Many powerful one are held within past relationships. Both friendships and loves. Here are some of mine. There's nothing wrong with remembering. Shout out to @BonitaRogue for the great cover

T H 3 3 : is a collection of [ 1 0 4 t i n y p o e m s ] on various subjects: love, hate, acceptance, and even sin. P L E A S E E N J O Y. P L E A S E V O T E. P L E A S E C O M M E N T. © J A Y S E / WRITTENINMYSOUL

explore the emotion of love through the mind of someone destroyed by it. . .

a compilation of poetry that doesn't rhyme or make sense

sometimes i can hear my bones straining under the weight of all the lives i'm not living

Dear whoever you might be, I hope someday you'll find this and know that this is everything I didn't say. Copyright © 2015 by CielloMaxin Highest ranking: #11 in Poetry #7 in poetry - 10/9/16 #5 in poetry - 10/11/16 #4 in poetry - 10/29/16 DISCLAIMER: I do not own the photos I use for the covers of my books. All credits belong to their respective owners.