an abundance of space metaphors and you. #1 in poetry 6/7/16

❝i've delicately chosen letters to form words and words to form sentences, each sentence a colorful paint stroke on the canvas of my mind.❞ [ #1 in poetry on 27/08/16 ]

They are stars, more perfect than anything else...except...they were accidentally misplaced.

when you have too many thorns, all you can do is paint them in red, because, maybe then, they will look like petals [sequel to shades of blue]

Charlie doesn't speak, so he paints.

Year of Sorrow is a collection of over 70 poetry written by me. The inspiration for the name is taken from the term Aam ul Huzn, the year of 619 CE when the Prophet Muhammad lost two of the most important people in his life. Aam ul Huzn translates to Year of Sorrow or grief and signifies the peak of his hardships as a prophet. The poetry itself is on very different topics. The poems included mostly are identified by dates. These are the exact dates of when they were written. Only a few of them have names. Of the ones that have names a few also have indications of when they were written for e.g. Shore and The Last Friday of September. As a writer I don't care much for any sort of rules other than what I write should be a worthwhile read so I can't give you any detailed explanation on the style of the poetry. It can mostly be sorted into either free style or poetic prose. The theme as the name suggests is sorrow. The poems in Year of Sorrow aren't all sad, even though having written them I feel they all do come from a very dark place, the underlying idea is hope and honesty. Some of the poems in Year of Sorrow include references to the work of other people. These are mainly phrases used to describe feelings that were coined or better said by other writers. For e.g. the 'the bell jar' has been used as a concept in 22.4.15 referring to the Sylvia Plath book. All of the poems are written by me. They are all very personal but not all of them are written about me. Some of them have been inspired by other people that are close to me. The collection includes a poem that itself is called Year of Sorrow. The oldest poem in this collection is The Last Friday of September. Evaporate has been published before in TheNews Us Weekly Magazine.

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

Six words: that's all it takes.

poetry by a person that's afraid of people. 12/23/15- #1 in poetry

The utter most inner thoughts and feelings of one who has but no other way to express them and therefore without a pen a paper she very much may spontaneously combust in an explosion of secrets bottled up for far far too long. : )