Dead Poets Club ✓
I can taste the revolution on your skin 2016, adriana © (p #58- 040117)
I kiss your eyes so you will recognise me 2016, adriana © (p #48 - 140117)
careworn and smiling with a crooked grin, adoration slept in the wrinkles beside his eyes as he observed the mosaic beauty. she held his callused palm in hers and whispered to the moon; "tonight, we're monsters." romanticism isn't always beautiful.
win a fist fight with the sky and she'll tell you all her secrets
when you have too many thorns, all you can do is paint them in red, because, maybe then, they will look like petals [sequel to shades of blue]
ichor bleeding down the sky the tragedies of god's burning bright jupiter bleeds © aphrodeiities 2019
you've left me; constellations left unstrung within my veins. highest ranking; #2 in poetry november 2018
"when your soul leaves your body write my name in the stars so I know you're out there waiting for me" pretty words that need their sanctuary 6/21/19
"I know I'll find you on the cusp of breaking" 8/24/19 {trigger warning- this book mentions suicide, abuse, and drug use}
❝ she won't be a damsel in distress nor will she be someone as important. but she'll be there to redress your wounds and swab every hurting scar clean. she'll scare the hell out of you, but she'll keep your demons at bay. she won't cry pretty, but at least she'll try to cry all of the guilt off. and she isn't that eas...
❝ the town was paper but the memories were not. ❞ an anthology of poems written during an inexplicable journey of friendship, hope and forgiveness called life.
we are heroes of darkness wearing armour of gold © all rights reserved to atlas | 2017
we are gods slowly fading from mortal memories © all rights reserved to atlas | 2017
This is written as spoken word poetry that will, ironically, forever remain unspoken. © Copyright 2017 by Lily White. All rights reserved.
We are all simply doing everything we can to find our charted path to the moon. © Copyright 2016 by Lily White. All rights reserved.
This is a collection of poetry and prose about stars, love and the like. It is a glimpse inside my mind and a full view of my soul. My thoughts are like celestial dust: quite useless on their own, but once they come together, create a star that gives off its own light entirely; that scintillates. These are simply some...
I was meant to disintegrate to stardust; but instead, I was reduced to rubble of old buildings and broken skies. © Copyright 2017 by Lily White. All rights reserved.
"i was thinkin' about yesterday, when you asked me why i stayed, with this, and i didn't answer you. i didn't answer you, because i don't know why i stay. nova?" "yea?" "would you like to run away with me?" {cover: @guyswithguitars } highest ranking: #21 in Poetry || completed || "shoot for the moon. even...