Oxymorons Stories

Short poetries about looking back on accomplishments and/or, understanding where they simply came from. [A compilation consisting of some dark themes.]

Just some of the poetry I have written over the years. They are mostly short poems with no particular theme between them.

Ideas, of course, are leading, but they bring you, as a rule, up to places not so distant. Amoebas, like us, are altruists. They also divide themselves. Nowadays, the age is not a hindrance for ladies, up to Alzheimer's disease, when they themselves forget about it. Husbands become if there is no strength as you want to be under the skirt. If the brain boils with indignation, you need to add bay leaf into it. Lilliputians are arrogant because they pride themselves on their closeness to roots. The head, getting heavier from the influx of thoughts, is undeniable evidence of their materiality. Sluggards, unlike other idiots, do not wish to repeat themselves. The stomach withstands the vow of silence only until lunchtime. Dreams confirm that life does not sleep even in a dream. Trees demonstrate us a model of stability until they are used for firewood. Satiety, like hunger, is extremely harmful for the development of the mind, if there is one. Marasmus is the expected result of last life efforts. The answer "is" is nothing more than a demonstration of idiotic readiness to be eaten by an army machine. The door was invented for intercourse of external freedom with internal freedom as needed. Fat people do not reflect that they will be the first victims of a hungry future. You can stand to the last, or you can run away, at least as the last.

this is about the best cup of coffee I've ever put in my cereal!!!!!!!

Complete! Simple poetry that I have written. Although this has no concept/ theme. And the meaning behind each poem with differ and some will be more complex. I hope you like them!

Another poem book for people lost in the world who have things to say but can't quite bring the words forward from their hearts

Love is making home in each other and helping each other grow. Again love isn't Cis or Trans, it is beyond every universal law.

If you're one of those folks that think that all poems need to rhyme, I'm sorry. In any case, this is a simple collection of poems. A few of them rhyme. But most of them don't.

Our life is oxymoron. It is nothing but a cocktail of emotions. A mix of bitter-sweet moments. An emotional roller coaster.

This is a collection of tiny stories based on ideas obtained from self observation and imagination. Hope it's serves the message. This is my first attempt at bringing the message capsuled on these tiny format.

Original works of writing. Feel free to submit a poem or short story and I'll publish it under your name here

Music is an oxymoron

Fame and farm fortune tellers

A poem about our inexplicable mind.

I hear rhymes in my mind, all the time. Hope you enjoy a piece of my mind :)):)