Bymepoetry Stories

My dream now is much like your abandoned bloodline. She died today, died before my eyes, crushed & crumbled into monolouges---i call them her last words. My dream, sh...

Poetry and things

Its about a couple who loves to drink and imagine themselves doing stuff after getting "drunk" . Let's get tipsy . I'll be your ice You be my whiskey..

All the poems written originally belongs to Alefiham. Copying any content is strickly prohibitated. Credit the reposts. Hope you like it. Happy reading. -Alefiyah Mir...

Language that can touch the soul. Words that make heart skip a beat. Words that cut deep into and re bond the broken.

poem

About me and a girl..

Pebbles in the symphonic pond swirling around as poems, incarnations of the thoughts jiggling in my mind....

Be you, Be grateful. This is a gratitude letter to your self. Chapter 1: This is a story of an enthusiastic ordinary girl, Jasmine. She is same as you, She is same as an...

A man walks alone

She never needed a hero, but life as you may know breaks down that armour, making her exposed to raging daggers.

A poem about being unique

Slow Death

Hi, this is a random collection of the poems that I write. Hope you'll like reading them.

a beautiful composition about every him out there. I have tried to put down all possible emotions and feelings I could put in this book. This was my first book I wrote i...

Her Views on rain!

This book is a compilation of short poems/micros that I often wrote at late night Some of these are just a random thought and not a reality Also, the genre is not spec...

Things that she left me with.

A short story I wrote about my very funny and amusing daughter who plays musical beds every night.