Ruddy

All the great things.

milk and honey

poems, & writings from places in my mind; cover by @ bubiska <3 shes quite talented & amazing check her out

To the mountains we go

to the rhythm of the song, i lay my bones in the backyard. because they are made of lust. they want to listen to your playing until they turn to dust.

Words And Words And Words

Words are incredible. They are fragile and beautiful and lovely and dangerous and rough and gentle and careful and cautious and calming and frightening and fascinating. They create worlds and destroy them. They paint pictures of tragedies as well as fairy-tales. They exist in the world in every way. They surround us a...

Poems

I have written what I think to be poetry so I hope you take some time to read a few :)

MUSINGS

these words are designed to be interpreted correctly; exoteric m u s i n g s © Aneet, 2015

Heartstrings and Other Things

Snapping like the strings of violins, red dripping on my fingertips. The angels cry for the bleeding hearts, the sirens sing their songs of sorrow, both sobbing in their worlds, apart, what is whole today is gone tomorrow.

Of Suns & Stars

Empty pages are a thrilling adventure, and while completion is satisfying, the more you write, the less freedom you have in what you write. That is, if you're writing a novel... Poetry has it's own rules--and far less of them, thank goodness. This is a collection of mostly-unrelated poetry with no real theme or patte...

NEW HEARTS & COLD SEAS

when they seek you out because they know they can, because they know they can get away with it - anonymity is your friend.

Inked Veins

PRISMS

|| I'm a thousand colours-- but still, I'm waging a war against b l a c k and w h i t e || ______________ p r i s m s © Aneet, September 2015 lowercase intended

From the bottom of my heart

my homemade poetry #94 in poetry on 17 Dec 2015, 10am #33 in poetry on 31 Dec 2015, 12.36pm #12 in poetry on 17 Jan 2016, 11.58pm All rights reserved © Cover designed by @dcrktimes

eunoia (completed)

collection of poems eunoia (n.) beautiful thinking; well mind

52 card pick up

A personal account of the struggle of the drug addiction games I've been playing and trying to win forever.

seams and stitching ♡ published

"this is your kind of story. no one is the good guy-- no one is the bad guy-- the blame shifts from monster to monster and in this place everyone bares their teeth." [featured. highest ranking: #6 in poetry.]