This book is a love letter, and it's waiting for you.

"I am the black on white; the ink on paper." A collection of my nightly thoughts and daydreams. Highest rank: #5 in Poetry. Please enjoy reading and find a friend in one of my works. :)

A random short words to express feelings, emotions and wanting. So thankful enough to be part of the best top ranking in #Poetry. #Poetry Rank: #82 #77 #83 #64 #60 #55 #47 #39 #33 #32 #25 #26 #23 #19 #20 #19 #21 #26 #22 #32 #28 #24 #27 #28 #32 #38 #17 #18 #16 #36 #50 #35 #28 #37 #26 #29 #41 #23 #27 #21 #23 #20 #29 #36 #29 #34 #40 #25 #34 #38 #41 #31 #26 #20 #22 #23 #18 #21 #18 #15 #13 #19 #26 #14 #15 #22 #17 #18 #24 #18 #23 #29 #14 #19 #26 #18 #21 #34 #35 #27 #33 #23 #20 #25 #24 #29 #28 #35 #37 #46 #27 #33 #27 #35 #36 #38 #24 #35 #39 #23 #22 #23 #28 #34 #24 #26 #32 #40 #27 #32 #27 #28 #23 #27 #21 #19 #25 #20 #28 #35 #40 #13 #21 #18 #23 #27 #13 #15 #25 #26 #15 #23 #29 #23 #27 #19 #20 #17 #21 #22 #21 #27 #33 #38 #29 #36 #37 #38 #48 #62 #67 #103 #124 #138 #142 #171 #95 #308 #18 #21 #29 #31 #45 #52 #59 #78 #101 #130 #165 #154 #172 #477 #550 #719 #965 #925 #844 #895 #561 #609 #770 #521 #895 #282 #247 #192 #200 #212 #423 #466 #951 #177 #187 #192 #201 #389 #577 #593 #788 #767 #787 #631 #490 #353 #275 #799 #606 #565 #721 #331 #238 #224 #235 #446 #636 #552 #328 #371 #337 #396 #73 #88 #115 #138 #177 #277 #355 #430 #455 #664 #922 #590 #668 #671 #613 #410 #225 #401 #959 #658 #404 #678 #790 #843 #377 #344 #310 #344 #214 #189 #237 #256 #218 #425 #514 #448 #588 #481 #360 #267 #229 #431 #462 #482 #882 #865 #607 #505 #427 #326 #287 #262 #946 #107 #112 #63 #106 #120 #104 #120 #150 #180 #429 #514 #869 #886 #931 #484 #257 #215 #306 #490 #337 #300

"I'll write for what was left within the ashes; for the depth of me when all else is gone." cover drawing by: Carolina Roda

Poetry does not need to rhyme. It just has to touch you where your hands couldn't. #11 in poetry 01/11/17

Drops of Poetry It's raining outside my window Just like my emotions inside me The taste of the salty rain and sorrow Every problem falls on me like rain I catch it with my hand Turning it to rhymes and names I'm soaking wet from where I stand I don't care if I'm under a storm All I know is those little drops are stories Every day I learn new things from this horror But I can turn them into drops of poetries. This is a compilation of my poems :)

English and Tagalog Compilation | #3 IN POETRY | The Fiction Awards 2016 Winner © 2016 kyeriella all rights reserved book cover made by @OhWanderlust_

I want to believe that there's more than love-that this is not just love. I want to believe that maybe we could work this out. If it's possible, for your heart to still reach out for mine. Maybe it's long gone, but I reckon that it's fine to try as long as I know I'm building the future half of me.

"they told us that we needed therapy, as if medication and tainted words could fix broken toys."