We look up at the same sky and we see the same thing and suddenly, it's not so lonely anymore.

These waves can only be painted with the brush of words, the people only being washed away in this unfathomable sea. ~N [#5 in Poetry on 8/2/18]

。- Collection of poetic notes. Art if you like. Expect irony within - 。 No. Veto. I watched, as wet dried, As scented sinned, Justice broke free. 。01-22-2018 - ONGOING。 UPDATING SCHEDULE：3 chapters Every Friday Text: All Rights Reserved: xEmiliaForestx © 2018 Cover manipulation from multiple secondary images found on Tumblr. Cut out and enhanced using CAD. Graphic manipulation: All Rights Reserved: xEmiliaForestx ©2018

⏰It's 00:00 the night is fast asleep and anyone who dares speak is silenced but my mind refuses to be silenced, Dear little Blackbird speak less, ink more she tells me. Endless lines of my feelings flood my pages uninterrupted, it feels good to finally lift them out of the blank pages of my mind, and ink them in your hearts. I hope one day to ink words that will lift dead dreams and shattered hearts. AUTHOR'S NOTE : ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I'm a proud West African princess Who finds joy in writing her thoughts On issues she is passionate about and documenting Her personal journey. 🌷INSTA : @_ogey.m Ps : The poems are all my pieces except the artworks / Images ) I just edit so if you happen to know the original artists kindly bring it to my notice . 🌻 Read and leave a comment, I would love to hear from you. 🏇 Enjoy!

Poems for Good Measure

"Dear Sun, touch me with your warms. Flower, give me a good scents. And Alone.. can you be my friend?" Where my heart and mind are silently open behind words and sentences. The less you understand, the more secrets I keep about myself. Otherwise, the more you understand, I hope you will not give up to know me further, to know how dark and sad or happy and blessings i am for this life. I don't mean to involve you to feel my confusion about what and who i am or why my heart and head this conflict. I just here writing some poet which i called art for myself with my own writing style. Hope you like it. and you can careless, but i write everything spontaneously. so i don't care much about grammar and im sorry for that. These book, poets inside it are the same as my diary, my journal book. I write what I think, and my heart goes to what I write. Enjoy. xx sucigoldy