It's heaven mixed with a little bit of hell

The boy who has Good accent, Hazel eyes, Manly voice and Plays the piano Knows how to play On my heart, too ... This is a collection of my poems. The book is not edited. [14/9/2017] #6 in poetry [25/5/2017] #9 in poetry [15/4/2017] #18 in poetry. Copyright © Eman Hany Poet : EMAN HANY

❝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 ]

at the end, when the buckets are empty, the unloving begins. ******* Highest ranking: 16/05/2018 - #10 #18 in poetry #27 in non-fiction ******* © ExoDoll 2016-2017-2018

✒ WINNER OF MINI EMERALD AWARD ✒ HIGHEST RANKING #1 ( 31/05/2017 ). " Some of us walk around with a necklace of hope, An armour of sanity, But at the end of the day, They always come off, We reveal our naked vulnerable, real selves "

highest ranking #2 (13.11.18) a collection of stories i'll never complete, poetry that's second place material, fantasies that will never come true and a bunch of other mediocre things. I wrote this at like 14 or something so please don't the judge the cringe content I tried lmaoooo ||some poems further down the book might be triggering to some readers, but I have put a warning before the actual poem. stay safe xx||

*Trigger warnings* Highest ranking: #12 (August 5, 2018) I started writing poetry as a way to express my feelings and expressions in a healthy way. Poetry was one of the first healthy coping mechanisms I found, and for me, it helps so much. Writing and art has always provided a release and I love sharing it with people. My inspirations to start writing poems come from Savannah Brown, Robert Frost, and Edgar Allen Poe Cover made by the amazing @AuthorClarke!!

Highest rank: #137 - 10/2/17 💜💜💜 1st place in 2017 Public Writing awards. I wrote these so please do not try to steal or claim them as your own. If you want to use them than give me credit or ask me. thank you :)

Seems like they're after Something they could master If they could only conquer That spark Funny how they Do and say The exact way They care Then without knowing It comes glowing Always showing Their fare The signs erupt From the corrupt With Time They all evolve With resolve From the sweet Of knowing the predator Has no chance In the dance With the survivor