histórias de Aimless

Shallow Affection Series #01

Imagine a world without trees? Well, it would be a world without purpose, reason and rhyme.

Song-like poems made mainly for the fun rhyming effect than anything else. No deep meanings, no complicated and flowery language; just good-old random poems.

Kay, Faith and Meredith are orphans trying to get to Faith's aunt whom she barely knows. There are many problems. Things get even more confusing when they come across two signs (Aimless and Endless) that lead to two forked paths in a dark forest the villagers call wrath foraoise. And it's only the beginning. A short story with short sentences and short words that all started in the middle of the night just when I was about to sleep [Irish Mythology] [Some chapters have been inspired by Simon and Garfunkel, my favourite band]

Not sure what this is, I wrote it as just a relaxation thing, writing as some ambiance music played on my PC, just writing what I thought of at the moment and going until I felt I reached a decent end spot. maybe it could be turned into something, who knows.

Eithip is an mysterious being who wanders around the land. They appreciate a kind stranger every now and then, but mostly prefer to travel alone.

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she wants to right an armless story while her MC struggles to figure his way though her story to find himself

❝ But why? What am I doing here in a hospital? Shouldn't I be dead already? Then why am I still alive and breathing? What the hell just happened? ❞

The epitome of shower thoughts.

"I'm going out for a bit. See you later." He closed the door without waiting for a response and was on the street within half a minute.

A personal story from an impersonal place.

To aim less towards love and just allowing it to flow as it flows without disrupting it with unworthy intentions. The love of Tommy and the poem's main character . -PjoemsIJot

On a lone rainy night wandering aimlessly, because what does it even matter

occasionally a thought may swim into your head. it may be creative, or just too wild and overthought to be accepted. we all have those little colorful fish in our minds. here, I present to you; my aquarium.

Just some aimless poetry that I decide to write.

It might never come to an end.

I don't write poems very often. I felt like writing one because wattpad inspired me. heartbreaks can be hard. I am trying to survive. And I've written what I feel. I hope you enjoy.