Every entity speaks. It speaks a language as old as time. All we need is a listening ear. A collection of short poems related to the mysteries of the universe. Come and hear the arcane whispers of the enigmatic cosmos. Book to be published soon. Only first 5 chapters are available for your reading pleasure. Thank you for everything.

~°°° POETRY °°°~ Take me away Away from the crowds Let me open my heart Wondering in the clouds.

a lonely Saturday conversation on the wrong side of the yellow bedroom curtains. ... || Wattys Winner 2018 ||

for since time immemorial, our souls were destined for each other LOVE POETRY COLLECTION soulfelt from heartlet

Come, fellow readers, and writers. Take a seat, pour a cup of your favorite drink, sit back, relax and delve deep into the corners of this poetry collection. Including; Sonnets, Couplets, free verse and short, this book will have a variety to choose from. In a world where lines blur, and everything can seem so opaque and uninteresting. Find new beauty in the blacks and grays of our past. Turn the page and find yourself taking a stroll through the vivid painting of the present, and look hopefully into the rainbows of our future. _Authors Note_ Trigger Warning- Read at your own risk Please read, leave your comments. As a writer the one thing I want to achieve is getting better with each verse I write, so please help me in doing so. -L.M. Cover credit goes to me.

Random thoughts from different moments on various things for infinite reasons. If I don't mention that I made or own the photo, know that it isn't mine. I used Canva, Google, or Wattpad Covers to make my book covers/pictures additions. Thank you for reading and voting!

Insouciance (n.) free from worry, concern or anxiety. Is it wrong to be fully immersed in a world; In a book or in your own head, Drowning in your sea of thoughts and feelings; While not caring about a world called reality? I don't think so. "I was alone, sitting. Groups of people, Never really fitting I was lost again." #26 in thoughtsandfeelings

"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 collection of poems, cover by: @itsmarrosee || I am the fray at the end of the yarn, cut from the new blanket, before it becomes a gift.

Random thoughts that come to me in the night told through poetry.