Proses Stories

journal // poetry freeing myself of sadness one word at a time. *** language : english status : ongoing 3 of 12, 2026

As I write this, I'm sitting at my corner desk. A warm light and a hazy but cozy music repeats itself. In a frantic that I might not be able to remember verses that make you, I jot this down. Ultimately, I want my thoughts of you to be tucked away somewhere far, somewhere safe. Like a dusty old book at the top shelf in a lonely library. I know you'll be out there somewhere, and when I long for you, I'll reach out to this, these verses that poured out of me, for you. I'm no poet. I'm no artist. But from my depths, you, you alone pulled out these words. I've left mistakes uncorrected, verses raw, for in this plentiful universe, only you remain flawless. Words that hurt. Words that healed. Words that filled.

When my lips got tired of telling lies, I let my pen write the truth. Welcome reader. Let yourself discover the verity.

Just me and my thoughts

This is a collection of my most promising works; poems, stories, and proses. Get ready to go on a roller coaster ride of emotions, and bask in the wealth of romanticism's graceful countenance. -J.M.H.

Your tender words are sugarsweet that makes me want to hear it more. As honey is good for the bitter souls. Old version.April20 New version. Nov 13 #15 in Proses 26.08.19 #19 in Proses 19.09.19

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Just a little once more. May the universe conspire with our fate this time and draw us back together. Will it be too much to ask or will it favor us in another lifetime?

A collection of lame one shot stories, ugly poems, and random thoughts. In short, a collection of trashes.

↻tula, prosa at ikaw; siyang nagbibigay ng ngiti sa'king labi. ↻poems, roses, proses and you; who gave me smile and made my everyday life happy. ♡❏:; my daily dose of proses and poems. i am open for criticisms, hope you enjoy reading. ♡❐:; ang pang-araw-araw na pagbigay ng tula at prosa. bukas 'ho ako sa anumang kritisismo, nawa'y masiyahan kayo sa pag-basa. elzang

This book contains some of my poetries and proses.

nu·mi·nous /ˈn(y)o͞omənəs/ (adj.) Describing an experience that makes you fearful yet fascinated, awed yet attracted. -The powerful, personal experience of being overwhelmed yet inspired. °»｡ ∾･⁙･ ღ ➵ ⁘ ➵ ღ ･⁙･∾ ｡«° "𝘐𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘤 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘺 𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘦𝘶𝘭𝘰𝘨𝘪𝘻𝘦 𝘮𝘦?" (Contains short proses and poems.)

A surreal prose, for a day. SURREALISM : the principles, ideals, or practice of producing fantastic or incongruous imagery or effects in art, literature, film, or theater by means of unnatural or irrational juxtapositions and combinations.

A collection of proses and poems.

if you could save me, would you? a collection of poems and proses. lowercase intended. media credit to owners

A collection of poetry and prose by Sam

Collection of the poems I wrote, the wordy version of my abstract feelings. English and Bahasa Indonesia.

"Ink dripping words flying from stitch marked red lips, Fluttering higher and higher on delicate wings, Catch your breath as they touch the golden nebula, And watch. Watch as they transform into something intangible. Not even you, their creator, can reach to them any longer." Just a part time angsty teen, trying her hands in poetry.

Breaking down the broken pieces.

#26 in prose [ delicately placed words into careful poetry by a girl who no longer is able to face reality ] - lowercase intended