wherefore art thou romeo
oh romeo, why must you be born a montague? ©contra, 2016
|| 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
I kiss your eyes so you will recognise me 2016, adriana © (p #48 - 140117)
poetry by a person that's afraid of people. 12/23/15- #1 in poetry
A collection of poetry found its way juxtaposed with short works of prose, conveying talks about what comprises the life of a fool, what it takes to be such, and whatnots in between. Fools is a book of poems and prose alike, dedicated for those who experienced being a fool so deeply that it became an overlooked habit.
Quinn scribbles tainted emotions across thin layers of white paper. But to who? To someone who blinks once, sees her, and blinks again-just to make her disappear. To someone who sees her as a symbol of the ocean. To someone who thinks the ocean is disgusting and hideous, filled with trash and pathetic wandering fishe...
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]
after dark beautiful things grow and fester, kissing your mouth, eviscerating your insides.
depicts the struggle of the queen who wishes to be loved ©nina, 2017
win a fist fight with the sky and she'll tell you all her secrets