Prosecollection Stories

Snippets I wrote that never evolved into full stories or became a short story. Cover made from canva template:))

he doesn't know that i write him into metaphors and bury my longing between the lines of every verse he'll never read. third poetry collection. april 2025.

Dear Elliot, This is one of the letters I wrote about you that I would like to send but hesitated. Because you might not feel the same way. However, I have a lot of trust in my words that I could move your heart. Change the heartbeat of it to meet mine. But somehow, my words of love are not enough to bring us together right now. Because this is going to be untold. Though actions speak louder than words. But actions with the absence of words could confuse things. And as of now, we couldn't bring words to clear confusions. We don't have a lot of courage to tell our deepest emotions. Because we are both afraid of something that might vanish like a thin air if it will happen and lose in the process. Someday, destiny will decide for both of us. Yours, Nica.

"She gazed in wonder at the worlds she created within her mind" This book serves as a written archive of my own Instagram poems. Feel free to visit my page over there and drop a like. If you feel more comfortable here that's fine too. You can find my Instagram @lexireed.quotes for poems and quotes I hope you feel at home with the words written here.

vintage papers inside a bottle that has been washed away by the waves of memories, letters never sent.

poetry, prose, short story, and essay collection ••• "get your rest. enjoy your break. this is the time for you to loll. splurge yourself. you have earned it after all. together, regardless of what the clock says, may we call it a day..." ••• (important note: this collection is from my school's particular club's folio. the purpose of creating this book is to share the creativeness and imaginative minds of my fellow schoolmates.)

A collection of poetry and prose that have been written in the light of 2 AM.

a compilation of untold words from an empy soul.

here lies a collection of poetry and prose that i wrote during times of emotional whirlwinds. please be reminded that i am not a poet, let alone a good writer.

"I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life. To put to rout all that was not life. And not, when I had come to die, discover that I had not lived." anemoia - nostalgia for a time never known. a time never experienced, but desperately wished for. And within such peaceful yet part hectic moments, a surge of words is felt. So sudden that I find that there is nothing to do but to set them all free. • 1st runner up in Poetry of the Creory Awards

This is pulp poetry. This is the poems your mother hides away from you but opens up in her spare time and cries to. This is the poetry your bastard lover wrote about you but never had the courage to send. This is all the words I could have would have should have said. If only I'd had more nerve, if only I'd wanted to tear myself apart.

Under the livid moon and stardust sky, I hold on my phantoms. My grasp is stout like my life depends on them, so I stand still and bare the zephyr ghosting on my skin. I let the icy touches send shrills of excitement as I bask in the heat of my phantoms. My wish lies on one of those. -Come and read the proses I wrote under the stardust sky. Together let us live in the different colors of our phantoms: Be it passionate, livid, yearning, and more.-

just my feelings and thoughts turned to a prose and poetry whilst in a great isolation (self-isolation) not beautifully said nor beautifully sounding yet deserved to be shown to people highest rank so far: #11 prose collection :>>

❝ exquisite, yet imperfect ❞ → in which i present to you a collection of my short poems and paragraphs.

Embark on a journey into the depths of the human spirit with Whispers of the Soul: Verses From Within by Royce Earnest Rasmussen. In this captivating collection of poetry, Rasmussen delicately weaves words into intricate tapestries of emotion, inviting readers to explore the intricate landscapes of the heart and mind. Through evocative verses, Rasmussen captures the essence of the human experience, from moments of profound joy to the depths of sorrow. Each poem is a whisper from the soul, resonating with the universal truths that bind us all together. With lyrical grace and profound insight, Whispers of the Soul invites readers to pause, reflect, and connect with the profound beauty of life's moments, both big and small. This collection is a testament to the power of poetry to illuminate the hidden corners of our hearts and souls, leaving an indelible mark on those who dare to listen.

The almosts, the maybes, the never-weres. All the love held but never kept- The skies that don't keep stars.

you must forget your dreams when they tear a city apart. for not just the city was broken: so was my heart. note: this is "wonderland" part 2. to read "wonderland", just check out my profile. dont worry, "wonderland" is a very quick read.

A Collection of Poetic Prose and Other Assorted Items.