Autumnleaves storie

Seasons, yet so much more. I'm proud to present a collection of my own poetical pieces, inspired by the works and transitions of nature. This special compilation has them all covered: the thaw of winter, the turning of summer, and in between. Much of these poems has been treasured and appreciated by family and friends. Some are old, some new. This where nature has taken me. Where will it bring you?

The fall season starts coming to life but only through the slow decaying death of all that's living around it. We see beauty not realizing that we're witnessing the exact opposite. We love what we unconsciously know is our undoing. Those we love most are those that we're least likely to keep. The ones that want to stay somehow lose their beauty. The fall brings these monsters out to play. As the life in the leaves lets go for the winter, as they change color and die, they're seen as more beautiful than when they were vibrant and alive. When spring comes, you don't' think about fall, you only think about winter. You appreciate what a green tree looks like after having to look at bare branches through the ice and snow for 4 months. That's life; it's the breathing again that immediately follows the dead of winter. It's all relative. Fall is only beautiful because we know what's coming next. It's change, that's all we see is something different. We're amazed by it. What if the leaves had bright beautiful color in the spring and changed to green in the fall? We would love it just the same, not because it's more of less beautiful but because it's different and it's one last chance to hold on to something before the inevitable change in temperature occurs and we're held captive, like prisoners on some island someplace, until the snow melt arrives

Autumn only dreams of one thing: to witness the first day of Winter. But with the continuous changing of the weather, it's not possible for her to survive. In her adventure towards the sun, she encountered a friend. Despite the consequences, Autumn wanted to keep him by her side, but she can't risk her friend's life. Winter finally came; Autumn's last wish had finally been granted, but she's not happy because the first day of Winter also means it's time for her to leave him as well. Date Published: April 29, 2021. Date Finished: April 29, 2021.

This Poetry collection is about Lifepath, and the growing up as a mature person. The Book contains philosophical poems about personal achievements and dreams with optimistic, bittersweet and sad taste. Everything written here, is based on my own experience. I wrote this book in Autumn, so I called it this way. Emotions and life's moments are like autumn's leaves. They fall to blossom again in Spring. My life is in its Autumn age. I can say it is time to fulfil my dreams and share my experience with all.

Autumn is a 16 year old girl.everyone thinks she has no fun because shes never had a boyfriend but yet she gives relationship advice to her friends and people online anonymously.the question everyone asks her is when are you gonna get a nerdy boyfriend like you? Mako is 19 and well hes the exact opposite of autumn I think you can peice this together already This story isn't too long to read and also its only pg13 so its ok for young teens to read.i didn't mark it as mature because most parts are not detailed alot.

Young Jade Moore is unusually compelled by a usually dangerous species of bird, therefore she follows it deep into the woods to attempt to escape the violent rain...

a story of a love which faded like a fallen leaf in the autumn season 🍂💔

An amalgamation of my short stories

Two childhood best friends grow extremely close over the years, but over time start to drift apart and turn a cold shoulder to one another, but one day something happens that makes them regret treating each-other poorly.

මගේ ආත්මය ලියැවී ඇත්තේ, සරත් සෘතුවේ පායන සඳෙහි හදවත වෙතම නම්... • Language - Sinhala • Started Date - 2021.12.18

It's almost time for the Autumn Celebration and forest creatures are very busy. There's a lot to prepare and a special surprise is waiting for them. An esoteric tale suspended between two worlds.

Short poems about the uniqueness of the seasons and my thoughts during them

Lizzy has always loved autumn. The changing of the season, the rain, the cosy sweaters. It has always provided her with comfort. That was until it all went wrong from falling leaves to falling ashes. The time of change has begun.

გწამდეს ნამდვილი სიყვარულის რადგან ის ყოველთვის შენში დარჩება და სადაც არ უნდა იყოს, ის დაბრუნდება...💌🍂

At Alderbridge University, time runs differently. Usually navigating between lectures and the library, Evelyn Nguyen measures her life in deadlines and distinctions. That was until she's paired with Corin Hartwell, the boy who always seems to be running late but always laugh without a care. What begins in frustration slowly unfolds into quiet companionship. Between study sessions and shared silences, they learn to see the world and themselves a little differently. As autumn deepens and the campus clocktower chimes softer each day, an unlikely bond forms between two very unlikely students. [Side project so no specific update schedule with this one.]

•POETRY 'And I wither down to death just like the autumn leaves' ©maybeanerror 2021

Samantha Lee is a half Filipina half Korean who made a bigger step to fulfill her dreams. She decided to move out of her comfort zone to start a new beginning in England. Her part time job in a bookshop will help her to distract herself from the reality of life. She spends her spare time in her cousin's coffee shop where she will meet Sebastian Douglas, a half British half German guy who will fall in love at first sight with her. He will cause her heart to flutter with delight but eventually, she will also run away from him. Due to culture difference and upbringing, they will face difficulties in building friendship and understanding for each other. Can they break the barrier between them? Will his love for her last despite their differences? Read the story to find out.

Capturing the whimsy of a wistful autumn day

I am pink, but there's nothing pink about me or my life.

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