Milk and Cookies
'milk and cookies" is a collection of poetry and quotes about life. A twist on the classic 'milk and honey' by Rupi Kaur.
'milk and cookies" is a collection of poetry and quotes about life. A twist on the classic 'milk and honey' by Rupi Kaur.
❝i've delicately chosen letters to form words and words to form sentences, each sentence a colorful paint stroke on the canvas of my mind.❞ [ #1 in poetry on 27/08/16 ]
greatly inspired by milk and honey by Rupi Kaur, FORGET ME is a collection of simplistic poems full of emotion about boys and toxic friends
it's 12 am and i'm wide awake --- just a short disclaimer from the author in 2021, please do note that this was written by a 15 year old.
"i was thinkin' about yesterday, when you asked me why i stayed, with this, and i didn't answer you. i didn't answer you, because i don't know why i stay. nova?" "yea?" "would you like to run away with me?" {cover: @guyswithguitars } highest ranking: #21 in Poetry || completed || "shoot for the moon. even...
It is not about the destination. It is about the journey. #26 in poetry (Apr 8th 2016) Photo belongs to its rightful owner.
A piece of soul in ink, and unto the paper it spilled. A collection of thoughts that rhyme from a wandering mind.
This is every time in the past year when I have cried, the people I've loved, the girls down the hallway, the nights I couldn't sleep, the tears falling on my shoulders, the broken hearts, the broken smiles, the invincible laughter, the crooked teeth. This is my story, and I do believe it is so similar for us all. I h...
persistent, irrational fear of a specific object, activity, or situation that leads to a compelling desire to avoid it. © sushitae- 「 highest ranking: #20 in poetry 」
Faith Mitchell was never confident. She was happy to blend into the background, much to the protest of her friends. At 16, her life was a normal teenage cliche. She was in love with Jace, the obnoxious player who she couldn't have, and her biggest worry was whether or not he would finally come to his senses and see th...
The heavy droplets of rain were slowly slipping down the hood of his leather jacket and a few effortlessly kissed his dark chocolate hair. »H…Hi.« I sputtered. »What do you have there?« He walked closer to me and gazzed into my eyes with his dark ones, that perfectly matched his hair, then lowered his sight towards...