Dejection Stories

It all started during winter,also known as the season of bliss or dejection. The season when things heal or break forever. Just like the sun which melts the ice and gives warmth, HE BECAME THE WARMTH OF THE SUN DURING HER WINTER .

This is my first work,please give it a shot. some of the poems are mine , some are from internet I am not a good writer , I write to collect my thoughts and keep my mind from exploding . You have the write to judge my work and give mean comments but please remember that this is my first work and that I am trying. The sadness is forever - Vincent Van Gough

Carmine Horiental is just your average hot-tempered teenager. She expects her best friend to ditch her for his girlfriend, her brothers to make her morning as awful as possible, and the bus to pick her late for school. What she does not expect is to get kidnapped out of the blue alongside her friends. It gets even worse when they are being used as guinea pigs for Maverick Incorporated. A game company that does a lot of shady things in the background. Carmine and her friends are introduced to Matrix - the fight for power. They have to survive in this new dicey and scary world. In a virtual-reality world where irregulars such as Carmine are outcasts and a certain grey-eyed man harbours a deep hatred for her kind. °°°° Excerpt: I feel, I think the word is... useless. While I'm standing here, my friends are busy preparing for a mission I won't be of much use anyways. Stupid Carmine, stupid. Only now do I notice the glares I'm getting from villagers. The looks of scorn of their faces. The dejection, the rejection. I can see it all on their faces. I wonder why they all look at me like that... because I'm the irregular? "The second term: You can't sell me out to anyone or the deal's off. Now the deal's off, and I'm leaving." He whispers, then it takes a phase for him to realise our close proximity. He doesn't move an inch though, as if I would run away if he does... not that I won't. His aura turns dangerously weary as he approaches me and doesn't stop until my back hits a tree and the space between us is as little as a centimeter and he looks at me with so much venom. "Well you're right irregular, I would be delighted if you died right now. But where's the fun in that?" His face turns smug and a tiny smirk pulls on his lips, his breath fanning my face. "We're just getting to know each other afterall." Things are about to get steamy. When fire meets ice.

To anyone who feels blue, this poetry collection is for you! Note: This poetry collection explores deep and intense emotions. Please don't worry or feel concerned for me - these words are simply an exploration of feelings we all may experience at times.

This is a story about eternal lovers. Their ecstasies and pains. Their lives of innocence, dejection, defiance and elation. The venues of the story are a valley on the earth and Tapa-Lok in the upper sphere of the world in a time-span of over 500 years. Read on this engrossing work of fiction, facts and hearsay to understand love.

A little blonde girl raised with a silver spoon, suddenly becomes an orphan and loses her identity due to a catastrophic accident. Trying to escape the harsh reality, she ends up lost and wondering on the streets of the US. Meeting new people, the good, the bad and the ugly. Will she be able to survive? And will she ever be able to reclaim what she lost? Let's dive into this roller coaster ride together.

Ramblings of an irrational mind that sometimes spews out words that might make sense to some. Or not. But don't let that stop you from giving it a chance. Pictures used belong to their respective owners. Only the written word belongs to me You have been warned.

Ara was away from her parents for 12yrs and on her return so much had changed ; her sister hated her, her mother treated her with contempt and the only person who cared about her( her father ) never stood up for her. All this made Ara different and embedded in her dreams till she met Jason who shared her silence............

Just poems I wrote late at night when I can't sleep

A story of Transformation; mental, and physical.

Take my hands oh! sorry get a handkerchief first We could cry close your eyes Take a breathe in and out Let me take you through the world of reality sad, happy and mixed feelings every verse guiding you through A vision that tells your feelings maybe speaks your mind all in my poems....

A book full of sorrow, despair, and emptiness in first person perspectives Most of the perspectives are based off my own experiences.

I need help....help....help... None hears...none heard... none would come. Deep sorrow to judge.....

Sometimes one must know the power their tongue possesses. Are you aware of yours?

Take my hand, come with me, I have something interesting for you to see. Poems here and poems there, Poems and books everywhere. Filled with dreams and filled with tears, Sometimes hopes and sometimes fears. So take my hand there's so much to see, Together we'll read just you and me. {All work is my own} {#1 in Poems // 2/13/20} {Please ask/tag/credit me in any poems you want to use, thanks!}