Eloquence Stories

Imagine the perfect life. Not any life but your perfect life? Does it involve kids, a husband and marriage? When Eloise envisions her perfect life kids do not enter the equation but a long lost boy does. When Eloise was young she lived with her aunt, there she was friends with a boy - a neighbour she was forbidden to talk to - he had green eyes that haunt her dreams. True love causes everyone to die.

This lyric poetry is about that freezing morning when for the first time I decided to pen my thoughts into something I was unaware of , I didn't have a clue what it would become ,I just wanted something my way to come.

no woe is so completely indescribable as when you have lost your succulent, dearly beloved roast chicken to the sweltering embrace of flame.

The ringing of bells signifies freedom and liberty.

❝ KALOPSIA ❞ - 𝐍𝗈𝗎𝗇 - 𝖺 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇, 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝗈𝗋 𝖽𝖾𝗅𝗎𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗂𝗇 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 𝖺𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖺𝗎𝗍𝗂𝖿𝗎𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗋𝖾. - 𝓒𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘧 𝘦𝘹𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘺 𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘴 & 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘴, 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘪 '𝘥 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘰𝘯 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘺𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩 𝘰𝘯 𝘷𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘪 𝘵𝘦𝘢. - //𝗅𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖼𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗇𝖽𝖾𝖽. 𝗆𝗂𝗅𝗄-𝗇-𝗄𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗂𝖾𝗌©︎ 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝖽: 𝖽𝖾𝖼 𝟤𝟫𝗍𝗁//𝟢𝟣𝟫 𝖾𝗇𝖽𝖾𝖽: 𝗇/𝖺\\

Seriously, this must be one of my best ones yet! Not to brag, but I just think it is so eloquent, so perfectly written that it could make a grown man cry. I showed this to my pet turtle, he pissed himself, cracked three ribs, and DIED in the presence of its magnificence! My mom also read it and she gave me a gold star sticker. I hope you fine diddly dandy people enjoy it, and if you can, get ahold of New York Times so its greatness can be featured in one of their newspapers!

A young boy by mind, a young man by age, but a young king to be must appease the expectations placed on his fragile shoulders by not only his demanding family, but also his starving country. A young, caring, compassionate woman must care for her poorly mother whilst managing her dwindling flower shop in a quite little town, fighting to overcome her internal selfishness of wanting a better life for herself. A generic fable about two young people bound by responsibilities and morals who must face challenges they never thought they'd have to face if it were not for the two of them meeting.

Arlo Wrenowski is your average girl. She's 23, lives in an apartment with her best friend Athena next door, she attends a prestigious university on a scholarship, where she maintains the top position in her class. Ovie O'Malley is the opposite, he's 25, lives in a large manor by himself, where he spends hours a day as a commissioned painter. This is their story.

🎀 Elegance isn't how you present yourself, but is how you behave. You are Elegant when you know your worth and carry yourself with confidence. That's what Elegance is and it does wonders on the people around you. But sometimes, Elegance can take a dark turn. That dark turn which will make you fall in a cavernous abyss. "Don't cross the line, His Elegance wouldn't spare you." 🎀

A tragic short microcosm which takes in a fading World War 1 era where an aviator defects mid-dogfight desperate to avert from committing an arbitrary shootout, yet his own plane eventually runs out of fuel and only his fate prepares for a more mysterious turn................. This is a new "Coninaudit" project which is just as episodical, I will release it not as frequently but its in all the intrigue

A collection of evocative poetry by yours truly. Cover art and poetry by Sara Hickli.

hooked onto words; a couple of letters strung by a few minutes of time and the lack of emptiness for emotions.

Just a compilation of poetic works and late night thoughts..

eloquence ˈɛləkwəns/ noun - the art of using language in an apt, fluent way • lyrics in their true form - words.

A short story about the fallout of two siblings ruling a kingdom together

A huge collection of poems that I've written over time. Some are sad, some are pensive, others are whimsical, and still others are undefined. But they're all part of what I feel and the words that float into my mind.

"The World whispers and I sit there quietly, wondering what it will say next" * omg why can't I make a decent cover*

My interpretation of poetry. I'm trying new writing styles, I'm trying to see which is a good fit for me. Let me know what you think. Thank you!

an anthology of attempted eloquence