{stars} "she was carried to land from the stars up above where heavenly angels learn about love and although she was grateful her wings began growing a dark faded color that was in its last brewing she had turned on the good and made peace with the devils the madness that she held had reached ultimate levels so in her final breath she went out with a bang a growing reminder of a celestial brain" - call me dxath:)

A collection of poems written by me, inspired by many... All the love x

My third work on WP. A collection of short poems and quotes. English only. All Rights Reserved. #1 in Motivasi 27 June 2020 #2 in Quotations on 5 June 2018 and 10 June 2018 #3 in Puisi August 2018

I find solace in poetry, and I hope you find it in mine.

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POE1 | ❝these verses, how they've become a part of me. scribbled in reverse keeping me in some sort of reverie.❞ ...... querencia - (n.) a place from which one's strength is drawn, where one feels at home; the place where you are your most authentic self.

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a sky full of poems, none of which connect (stars without constellations) this is a compilation of almost every aspect of my life in poems, as well as some fictional elements too i hope you enjoy my cemetery of secrets -lowercase is intended for stylistic purposes -aLL photography iS MINE -title was inspired by the owl city album -i found the cover picture on we heart it

"The sun was drowning at the end of the sea And a curtain of the darkness,started to fall. Her figure was diminishing, Making her, slowly, invisible. The night was enclosing her, Like a black poisonous serpent, Taking her away to the world of dark magic. A good soul they needed to corrupt, For the evil kingdom to rise. I can hear the sound of their victory trumpet, The girl must have heard it too. And she moved, as if, after an eternity, Looked upward the starlit sky, with a heavy head, As though defeated by the world." - The Girl On The Beach - The Scribbled Mind - Ranu Saha ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 1st Place For Poetry In Solstice Awards (2018). ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ***MOST IMPRESSIVE RANKING*** Poem : #13 - 31|05|2018 #112 - 26|05|2018 #203 - 25|05|2018 Poetry : #61 - 11|06|2018 Poetrycollection : #07 - 14|06|2018

A series of small things that cause my brain to erupt in what looks like words. Poetry, prose, and small excerpts. ***there are some explicit/triggering chapters*** ***Mostly dark material*** ♤ "It flows through my veins. Kind of like a plant that hasn't been fed in awhile." ♤ Black Coffee, 1958.