✨ I dread that split second which can split your entirety entirely. ❤️ ✨ Painted nails, Faces fake tanned, Wrapped up in extravagance, Welcome to Vanity's wonderland.❤️ ✨ Why do you chase perfection and flawlessness in mere specks of dust? Darling, even the moon has freckles.❤️ ✨ Don't blame the glass, if you fall for the shards. ❤️ ✨ Because when, in a relationship words are left unsaid, virus of miscommunication is spread, due to which many hearts have bled. ❤️ ✨ You can paint yourself with the most angelic shades you can afford, but you cannot hide the demons in your eyes under any façade. ❤️ ✨ I want you to stop admiring the moon, it is always changing, dependant and all alone, Burn like the endless ocean of the twinkling stars, filled with an individualistic spark that no one else can own. ✨❤️ ✨ This book will include some of my poems and sometimes maybe a random thought. Any constructive feedback is thoroughly welcomed ❤️ Don't forget to vote! ✨ ✨ ~1st position in the Untitled Awards 🌼 ~1st position in the Talent Awards 🌼 ~1st position in Chaos Awards 5 🌼 ~1st position in Rhapsody Awards 🌼 ~2nd position in April Jane's Awards 🌼 ~and position in Fallen Angel Awards 🌼 ~Best Description Award in the Rhapsody Awards 🌼 ~Passion Award in the Rhapsody Awards 🌼 ~Emotion Award in the Rhapsody Awards 🌼 ~Extra Winner in the TPA 2018! 🌼 ~Honorable Mention in Poetry Prize Awards (Phase 1) 🌼 ✨ HIGHEST RANKING #1 in young writer! [10/08/18] HIGHEST RANKING #1 in poet! OMG. [15/08/18] HIGHEST RANKING #1 in spilled ink! [22/08/18] HIGHEST RANKING #2 in poembook HIGHEST RANKING #5 in poem! HIGHEST RANKING #8 in poems! HIGHEST RANKING #14 in poetry! HIGHEST RANKING #15 in people change! ✨

Those 3:42 am thoughts. . Pink Poetry is a collection of poems depicting the range of thoughts, while covering different emotions of a human. . First part published on 18/02/2017 Highest rank #10 on Poetry #11 on Dream Journal #15 on Poetry Book #56 on Poem Collection

Poems and short stories that reveal the hardships of the real reality of the world. . . . Cover Art: "Canary": Close up, John Larriva

Life is but life. Our thoughts about it are only thoughts, but sometimes, just sometimes, these thoughts mean just a little bit more.

The collection of my thoughts and feelings this contains They rattle around the heightened corners in my brain And to the public I have cast all these flowing words askew And as I try to release more pieces to the the winds anew To all those who have watched my work, I plead that you don't tire You may request a poem made for you if you have such a desire Please do not hold back the will to comment or suggest something you see Please do give kindness in form of vote and I will continue to serve thee Highest Rank : #12 (Cover is self made)

For you, my words they are to keep, For you, my dreams to fill your sleep, For you, my life in your hands, For you, my love I still stand. (Cover is self made)

Something's misplaced. It's broken, it's harmed and stabbed and hurt. Our visions are blur for we don't look at what's not visible - what's inside, the power and beauty within and how it is misaligned. We need to heal, we need to mend.

A tale of fire, rebirth, and spring. A tale of faith, pain and suffering A tale of a father's love for his daughter A tale of forgiveness A tale of wrath

So long as your eyes still shine when your heart keeps crying, you're alive. The Rhyme Scholars 2017 Winner. #75 in Poetry [ 06.07.17 ] Copyright © 2017

The rainbow always appears after the rain. [08-22-17: #101 for Poetry] [From 05-10-17 to Now]