This is just a little collection of poems and words that flow from pen to this virtual form of a dead tree in order to stem the passion that's bursting inside me.

Part guide, part rant. Everything I've learned on writing, from Wattpad, experience, or how-to writing books. Leave requests on the second chapter :)

This is a collection of poems through the years. They need little introduction, so I will let you discover them for yourself. I would love to hear your opinions on them, and what I could do to improve my poetry (as it is not quite my strong point!), and feel free to tell me what they bring to mind/how they make you feel. I'd be very interested to know!

"This is the face that is loved by two opposing men – both foes - both of whom are loved in return. This is the face that is shared; impersonal to but mine self – this is her face, too. Your face; your body – the only things that you can truly call yours and yours only – and mine are shared with another. It is unfair and unjust, how so many others may observe their reflection and think: “This is me”, and I shall forever be forbidden to proclaim so – truly, at least." So, you think you know the story of Robin Hood and his beloved maid? Think again, because there's always two sides to a story.