Novemberisfleeting Stories

A collection of poems written by little ol' me, created to be discovered, but not remembered.

Everyday is Poetry. My thoughts and feelings into words could be meanigful, could be a total nonsense but who says it has to be explained

Anyone is welcome to critique poems, and ask sharing them as long as I'm given credit! As of now, I'm writing poems and haikus, but I'm looking forward to write in other...

------------- Does my bird of red even matter? Caged or free Tormented it remains. -------------

Feelings that can't be confess. Thoughts that can never be express. In a denial state where everything is fake. An act of pretentiousness, Hiding everything in her po...

Just a collection of the poems that I have written. The tag Fahrenheit 451 is there because I have 2 poems that are inspired by the novel, they are parts 5 and 6: Forbid...

Let's go on an adventure into the world on my mind. Let's walk down the path that few choose to walk. I am here to show you my pain, my laughter, and so much more. I am...

A collection of poems. I moved my short stories to their own book. Once Upon a Time (an ode to Wattpad), The Most Important Elf (Christmas story), Essence of Gissella (...

wrote this book for contests...

[ featured in @coffeecommunity - poetic serenades ] these are poems i wrote when i was seventeen. #9 in 'description' 2018.09.29

Just like her solivagant mind wanders and the soft vernalagnia colors her cheeks, rosy - poetry swells from her inside. What her camera captures, spins words of hope and...

Why sorrow... and not happy? When we can feel it? How we can feel it? Inspired by the anime "Your Lie in April" 四月は君の嘘 Attachment: Loves sorrow - Chopin (cu...

Contest entry for #wattpadpoetry2019 #novemberisfleeting

We were writing poems in English class one day, and I thought, why not publish mine? Here you are, people of Wattpad, poems by Kitty Dragonson. Enjoy.

Tonight I'll dream. Tonight I'll live. A life not my own. Six hours borrowed ♥✨

Just some poetry for contests or whenever I feel like writing some.

A collection of poems.

my contest entry.

A place to clear my cloudy mind A place to rest my head Where stories and heart bind Better than a lonely bed Or lost in the rain Hope is found Not for one's gain But fo...