Hues storie

Some love stories never bloom right on time. Some too early, and some . . . too late. But at what cost would you wait for it to flower if the petals has started falling off before it could even grow? Because some love is pined for for life, and some only realized it when it withers. Two people. One story. Two fates. One ending. But how will it end?

One year. Two signatures. Contract marriage. A thousand ways to fall apart. As the countdown to their divorce ticks louder every day, they are forced to face a terrifying truth: What happens when the person you hired to save your reputation becomes the only person you want to save your heart? ​In a world made of altered truths, and staged performances, they might just find the only thing that's actually real.

A collection of poems written by me, old and new Poetry, when enjoyed feels divine, Poetry is evergreen, and ages like fine wine!

Pastel Hues is a collection of poems, written based on varying human emotions and individual perceptions, crafted skilfully to enthrall the readers with Colours and Words that will dazzle your imagination . Enjoy the Ride

There was a terrible sound as the ground burst into multitudes of white, streams of ivory coursing through the air. There was a shriek in the distance - a horrible, painful thing - the sound of bones cracking, the sound of ground trembling, the sound of God cowering away from his own creation. A choir of sounds so agonising for the ear, enveloped and thrown into the growing casing of white. And within the white - within the storm - a girl, her body trembling, skin bursting. A larger, stronger body growing from within her bones. Some creature, rattling and bending the Golden Gates. Breaking them apart. Tearing through her mind. Ensnaring her and locking her away. Samael.

There's a reason we see the world in color But are we sure of what's true? If people can lie to get things in their favor, Would you quickly recognize it in a different hue?

- A journal of colorful reminders -

People lose themselves, they lose others, they lose sight of what's important, people lose many things. They lose the will to fight, the will to live, the courage to keep going. People are weak and selfish. But there is also a beauty to how people lose themselves. A painted canvas of vivid colors, they cry out for understanding and peace.

As the end of 8th grade crawls around the corner, one of the most known guys in school, Leo offers Eyam a drink. As the two start forming a friendship after that, only having little days left. However, what Eyam always does, she always manages to break up special bonds and begin a new life to start over. With no remorse at all, it's what Eyam does. In spite of all that, Leo refuses to end the friendship.

"The whole world was black and white, but we were in screaming colour"- Taylor Swift

Water nymphs make homes in rivers and streams, but often explore the land and play. Not this village. It's community hasn't left their fjord in years. After an unknown being from the surface took the king and traumatised the other nymphs in unspeakable ways, nobody dared leave the water. Schools were designed specifically for teaching the ways of the world above, and finally the day came for one carefully selected student to leave the underwater village and save their people from what they all feared.

Please let me know what you all think of this piece. I feel like I didn't put enough effort in it.

This is an online sketchbook. The inspirations are taken from Pinterest.

I'll always find my way back to you...🤍