histórias de Gettingold

In a quaint town wrapped in hills and seasons, young Aria faces the emotional stirrings of puberty. As childhood drifts away, she feels a hollow ache-until her grandmother's wisdom reveals it as fertile ground for growth. Through self-discovery and courage, Aria embraces change, transforming her void into a vibrant journey of dreams, friendships, and blossoming strength

A collection of my poetic expressions over time... about any moment in my life that incites instantaneous inspiration in me... to pluck the right words from my mind and heart, knit them together... to create the verses that my soul wants to convey to the world.

songs, poems, short stories.

The time has passed.

I see now how late it is, I see truths as I have not.

Day after day I have the same routine and you know it's killing me .

Tried to put genuine emotions in words(iam not a poet just felt like drowning)The poem is about a friend of mine

Maurice's lease is almost up. Where will he go? Who will take him there? Who are these mysterious people in his house? This brief short story describes how suddenly life can change in late adulthood and the lives that are affected.

An old man lost his wife, and is losing his memories. Fortunately there is a caregiver who is endlessly patient and gentle. This is my entry for the travel brilliantly writing contest. It is 936 words long. I really do appreciate the opportunity to write for this contest.

A truth about me in the style of a spoken word poem.

Captain Nemo (after World War I/in the 1920s)

I originally had this published on Fanfiction.net and Archive of Our Own. but since I don't really write fanfiction anymore, I don't visit those accounts. but, I stumbled upon this story while scanning through my old files and I just had to republish it for you all. It's the only surviving piece of my fanfiction career. Don't forget to vote and comment! Copyright 2018 By S.C. Dragonie, All Rights Reserved

A Poem about the way we see ourselves aging

Things don't stay the same, and soon in life you're going to have to pass on what you have learned

This is a reflection. When you realize you're getting older but you still haven't done anything.

we are all cars running. the older we get the more things start to malfunction. but we keep going. and one day, we cannot fix us because time ran its course.

old memories are playing like a movie over and over into my head. try to relax, sit down and watch the rain fall from the skies into your skin. live today, live now and live for the moment.