BROKEN
Collection of poems
The stars had me thinking nothing could ever be more beautiful in the whole universe. Then, you came along and proved me wrong.
It's a bundle of random thoughts, The rant the randomness creates is something I love, because it's like a magic wand which keeps me alive all the time!
Where there are chocolates, there are also bondings, some ass kicking, make-outs and raising hormonal pressures. ©ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
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Dearest Gael, I'd promised, the day life became a fair game would be the day I'd write about it. Unfortunately, that day never came. I remember you say, 'Fear is the phantom of mind and fairness is the phantom of life.' But, never did you once admit that you feared life as much as I phantomized fairness. You were...
"It is your choice," he said, stepping so close to me that our lips were almost touching. "Either do what I say - or get another job." My heart stood still as I gazed up into his deep, dark, dangerous eyes... In a world where women's only role in life is to sit at home and look pretty, Lilly is determined to f...
Sometimes, even the most talented of cops can get confused. The murders appeared simple, yet complicated. He approaches the girl who seems to be directly involved and talks to her closest acquaintances . But, the more he plunges into the case, the more confusing it gets. Every person looks like a killer. The faster h...
Finding evidence of her dead brother's whereabouts, Katherine Donovan believes that he is still alive. In pursuit to find her brother and restore her family's remaining happiness, she encounters the infamous and godforsakenly alluring Russian bastard Vitaly Alecovich Rostov and gets ensnared in his plan of capturing...
These are just some of my many poems I wrote when I was going through some dark times. written from the emotions I was feeling at the time.