☼ I wished upon a star but realized it was night. The sun that I had wished upon, had left me forever blind☼ ► sporadic updates ► poetry book ► thank you for reading ©world_joy_ Cover by @daisybrowser

My 6th poetry book starts September 10, 2018. After Walking Forward to the Beginning, it's now time to head towards the future and all of my goals and dreams; a warrior marching down her path as depicted on the cover. This book will also be edgier then my previous ones as I share my thoughts on politics and other matters. It has nothing to do with disrespecting others, and everything to do with being my true, real, unapologetic, authentic self. Cover created by @RubaiaKhatun. © All Rights Reserved to Olga Pinsky.

Do our memories even exist? We make them but it doesn't last forever. Where do our memories go? Is there a certain place where they can live forever and never forgotten? Our mind and heart are connected to each other. We love to remember things, the best and even the worst memories, it is undeniable. We express our feelings, sometimes the feeling of someone's not interested in you, someone doesn't care for you and everyone is against you. But sometimes, it is the best of both worlds. So we write. We write it in a diary, but writing a poem have a different feeling on it. It is a place where memories live.