Pearlescently Stories

Here comes the sun.

No matter how boisterous the world is, you'll never be truly able to ignore those inner whispers. Just another little collection of those inner whispers.

A collection of Haiku poems

Random drabbles and musings of lil' ol' me~

Words. Words. Words. Strung together to form a certain understandable, or perhaps not understandable, thought.

There are many different sides to every story. In this case, there are two. This is about us.

A Haiku Collection

A collection of poems, if they're even called that.

A collection dedicated to my grandmother.