Have you ever felt like you wanted to forget about all your daily problems and worries, and just get lost in the world of poetry and its word flow? Because now may just be the ideal moment for that, so feel free to start wandering and exploring the reflection of our world I experience through poetry... One day she says: "I realized something," as she's feeling the tingles, "Every world, every human human consist of angels and demons" Highest rank: #103 in Poetry

THIS IS AN ASSORTMENT OF POEMS THAT VARY IN MOOD, THEME AND VISION. VERSATILITY IS MY COMMON AIM AND I HAVE POURED OUT MY HEART AND SOUL INTO EACH OF THESE WORKS. I HOPE MY VISION FINDS A MIRROR IN YOUR HEARTFELT RESPONSES. LET THIS POETIC JOURNEY BEGIN WITH THE MELODY OF CREATIVITY.

P E T A L S flaking away from my soul, waking me up to the truth. Soiling the ground beneath it; carcasses fragile and hollow. D U S T blown away by the winds, feathering out of sight; the crust, silently creeping away, crowning the sadness I utter. §---~||~---~||~---~||~---~||~---~||~---~||~---~||~---§ A recollection of poems I made. Highest rank: #27 in Poetry August 3, 2016