A collection of poems and thoughts and things that just pop into my mind.

Excerpts from past journal entries. May not be entirely chronological.

Welcome to Book 7 for A Poem A Day Challenge by @PoetsPub for the year 2018. Cover picture credit: PicsArt It is in continuation to first book (complete) Poems by Wizard's apprentice (Book 1) (01/2018 to 03/2018) second book (complete) Poems by Wizard's apprentice (Book 2) (04/2018 to 06/2018) third book (complete) Poems by Wizard's apprentice (Book 3) (07/2018) fourth book (complete) Poems by Wizard's apprentice (Book 4) (08/2018) fifth book (complete) Poems by Wizard's apprentice (Book 5) (09/2018) sixth book (complete) Poems by Wizard's Apprentice (Book 6) 31 days of Horror Collection (For 10/2018) This is Book 7 Poems by Wizard's Apprentice (Book 7) (For 11/2018) Thank you note: Thank you @SAKrishnan for editing my poems. P.S. Feel free to point out errors and add your suggestions.

a collection of poetry and prose that focuses on dissecting the ruined parts of me.

New poems? Old poems? Good poems? I'm 26, and it's time to write a new poetry book.

This is the author's first poem book. There may be some random topics on every chapters which is a bit confusing because mainly this explain about sleep disorders, teenage mood swings, and depression. This poem book contains a lot prose yet left a good inspiration for teens who had been living tough throughout the day. ( any grammatical corrections or structure suggestions are most welcome.) Nov 17, 2017- May 30, 2019 ( Freestyle) Highest rank darkpoems #3

He's like a machine. He hates to be touched. He hates anything to be non-sanitized. He can't stand human emotion. He fakes a personality, just to seem okay. He hates technology, but is nothing without it. He's a professor to the class, but supposed to be a student. He teaches the same thing everyday, but was meant to be there only to learn. And then he loses control, unable to be a machine any longer, he begins to realize worshiping technology is nothing but a curse. He holds the life of an introvert, the life of a mad man, and he admits to it. All of it. ~~ "You're useless. Nothing but a controlled soul in a shell of a body." "Then just label me a machine, there is nothing more insane than that."

Poetry from a sad girl Ranging from love to heartbreak, happiness to sadness and feeling low to depression and so on. I hope people find that they can relate to what I write and by taking in the words that they find healing. All Rights Reserved Copyright 2018 @smokeupthe-moon.

A lot can happen over coffee. Right? Maybe. Maybe Not. This isn't your typical love story, where two people meet in a cafe and fall in love. NO. This is a story slightly different from all the other stories. Where, in the town's least famous cafe, Illuminati, brews a romance as strong as a black coffee, as fresh as the coffee beans and as creamy as a latte. Cecilia Bakers, an ordinary young designer with an extra ordinary past. Oliver Thompson, a bad mastermind, with a good heart. The loophole? With their brutal pasts inter-connected, it takes a lot more than few cups of coffee to help these two coffee addicts to brew their story in the right direction. Go ahead, and help these two strangers, to take a shot at life, courtesy a cup of coffee. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Copyright © 2016 Sonakshi Srivastava All Rights Reserved

These are a bunch of poems that I've written