Poetry on love and relationship.

When sound sleep eludes you and words seep through the cracks.

a collection of poems.

This is part of a challenge to write a letter to either love, time, or death.

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My Wattpad Debut and a Featured Story. Summer Sun, Winter Rain is a collection of poems from different periods of my life some, happy some sad. There are memories of friends and loved ones loved and lost, recollections of places I've been and things I've done. Living Breathing Slough won a local competition and was featured on local and national radio. #32 in Poetry July 2016 Featuring a new cover by @sonakshisrivastava. Look out for Sonakshi's Graphic Shop http://my.w.tt/UiNb/o2ecvpypay.

Winter Trails is an album of my poems, journeying through late fall when the wire of the trees begins to dominate, till the end of January. After promoting it and it soaring to three quarter million reads, Wattpad unceremoniously dumped it. Here it still is though.

My thoughts wander, unfettered like a gypsy, into mysterious lands of feelings, fantasy and fun, and stop at will in places that touch my heart. It is these random thoughts that form the basis of this book of poetry.

They don't prepare you for these feelings when you're a kid. ●●● Pain in the shape of words because human emotion is a powerful source of inspiration. Revel in the contradictions. Swim in the salty depths of grief. Climb the mountains of sorrow. Relish the depictions of anxiety. Soar through the storm clouds of depression. Get to know a broken soul and learn of it's tales of strife. These poems are dark,the streams run deep. Join the escapade of my troubled mind and broken heart, Trying to deal with pressure in the only way it knows how, Through writing. ~°~•~°~•~°~•~°~•~°~•~°~•~°~•~°~•~°~•~°~•~°~•~°~•~°~•~ ~•~°~ These poems are all original and all from personal experiences. I like to refer to it as "Therapy without the awkward face-to-face interaction. ...So Enjoy .. Cover Credits : @peeta_4_ever (She is awesome at these)

A collection of short stories by Hugh Howey