shou el ossa
emo drafts
you're responsible for your rose, and for me, and i wish i didn't love the sunset so much. fuck.
i mean you can literally saw a woman in half and itll still be considered a magic trick right? start: saturday october 3, 2020 then unpublished♥ lol republished : wed sept 22. 2021
[ poetry story / teen fiction ] : about teens, who were afraid. NOTE : feel free to skip the entirety of book i ; autumn and jump straight to book ii ; winter // © 2021-2022 @uranium-girl
fighting against toys, hands linked by strings, a puppet with a mind controlled by the heart, chained to our own mind. loraeve © 2021 03-07-2021 ― #3 in POETRYCOLLECTION
series of short poems about a blind princess never meant to become one and the people around her. (2017-2020 Republished ) Image: @Fredbread on ig
falling in love is a disease that will leave this book unfinished until the day i die
Moulding myself into something I'm not. a love letter to all the sweetly gorey things and afflictions that are a part of being a young adult like love, insecurities and vulnerability in 15 parts. Image: "Connected, Communicating" Noah Kocher.
Haiku-like pieces, prose, and poetry on the arts, politics, nature, and the environment. Highest ranks, #1 in Haikus, #1 in Enlightenment, #1 in Meaning of Life, #1 in Deep Poetry, #1 in Expression.
BOHEMIA 🌷🌼 An abstraction of creativity. Deeply rooted in the harrowing aspects of the human condition, my twelfth poetry collection, 'BOHEMIA' is a darker yet stark, poetic exploration of nature versus nurture through a poetry collection rife in love, loneliness, trauma and grief. Bohemia is a landscape; be...
contrary to a deluge, these are tender thoughts relished for their sweetness & conciseness 2020 © rosy
a downpour of thoughts, a delve into the most intricate inner-workings of my mind 2020 © rosy
poetry. ❝my eyes dance across the vast sky and land on the sun as it gloriously dives its way home to the welcoming embrace of the horizon; handing over the baton to the bewitching moon.❞
honeysuckles still bloom after dark. colleen cosette goodman © 2016-2018