❝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 ]
"We cannot tell you any details concerning the arena, besides this." Izza smiles. "What stays still during the day, but erodes by the bay? What plays games with the mind that turns even the kindest of men blind by the lines? One way in, no way out." Welcome to the 125th annual Hunger Games! The 5th Quarter Quell! May...
She doesn't know much. She knows she had a past; and a happy one at that. Though, why is it only now that she is beginning to remember? Sometimes we go through things so heart breaking that we can't stand the memory. It haunts us in our dreams and lurks in the corners of our everyday lives. But what if you did forget...
500 years ago, Thirteen Districts rebelled against the Capitol. With all thirteen Districts beaten, and one completely destroyed, the Capitol set up an annual game named The Hunger Games, as a reminder that the Capitol will always be the strongest. These Dark Days are not to be forgotten by the Districts. 500 years la...
All my work put into poetry will be in here. this poetry has a lot of strong meaning behind it as you will find. it tells the story of life in many ways
