Reminiscent Stories

Rain, a lighter, and a casket. Relive everything from the first hello to the goodbye that never got to happen.

poems written to ease the pain of a lover. <3 apologies for anything long <3

{COMPLETED} "Listen to me Hanna. You're just fifteen and I'm twenty-three. You can still find someone out there much better than me, who's closer to your age. I'm sorry Hanna but I, I just couldn't wait for you." She gently touched my hand then holds it tightly with a sweet smile while uttering these words. "But you'll come back for me right? It would not take too long and by then I wouldn't be a little girl anymore. Please tell me you will Dave." Sixteen years old Dave and his mom recently moved in a town. An eight years old girl named Hanna from a house next door came to welcome them . After sometime they became closer but little did he know that the girl was secretly in love with him. Will their relationship develop even with the wide distance in their age? Or Hanna will continuously be just a little sister to Dave as time goes by?

A walk through memories, childhood moments and the quiet worries of growing up. 'Pieces I Held Together' is about remembering who we were, who we are becoming, and the little pieces of ourselves we carry along the way.

Paano kung nahanap no na ang taong mahal mo at mamahalin ka ng tunay pero sasaktan ka parin sa huli ?

Dedicated to Dee

Full of expected remedies of love and affections in unknown mysteries. Metaphor (Try the first part, if its okay then i'll continue )

Reminiscing - Summer Z.L Fletcher My poem 'Reminiscing' is about missing someone who is very much still here. Ever so, it can mean so much more than that - obsession.

" Marry me Dami!" He hitched closer till his face was close to hers and she could feel his breathe brush her skin. "Just marry me! You should be thankful I'm granting you your wish" "Your sister's" she turned to go but he held her just in time and very close to himself. The eyes on it's owner were the colour of blood, one could tell he was trying to fight the tears to stay in, but it seemed that was likely not to be. "Marry me Dami" he repeated, his words barely a whisper but she could hear from the proximity. "You must marry me!" The book weaves around the life activity of a 27 year old lady, Damilola Adebowale whose dream has been deferred due to her past and she tries to forget there's a part of her life that exists.

A collection of my thoughts and emotions.

A story about those we love, moving on.

I am bored. I am a living, walking dead. I am a zombie. Its like that moment when you are supposed to wake up out of the hazy dream that is the first part of your life. Like that moment when you step out of childhood, out of the whimsical world of a childs mind and into adulthood. But i'm past that. I'm way into my adulthood and i am so, so bored... Music that goes well with the story: Cold souls- Dickon Hinchliffe Phone call- John Brion Look at me- Krister Linder Comptine d'un autre été, L'après-midi- Yann Tiersen

A poem about Rizal.

Another set of my poems is here!!

The memories of an old man come aboard when he revisits his most favourite place when he was a child.

Klee, sarkastikong turing, pilosopong kaakit-akit na lumaki sa isang syudad. Sadyang ang sitwasyon na maging mahilig sa paglipat-lipat ng paaralan. Every university she gets in and out, is where the places of her town houses are. She is courageous, speaking of abundant words simultaneously, that is when she will meet the situation randomly and pick up the best moment she never encounter, to cri, laugh instantly afterward. She's an explorer, friendly and impulsive friend to her friends and others. Every single thing she wants was variable, always get what she wanted, unless, she wait for right timing to acknowledge how her story went perfectly. She is impressive, vividly fluent, laughing at small gestures, looking forward to what is allowing herself of happiness feeling most especially fun moment with the person she is wanting. I am KLEE, the situation is made up from my mind, all are goes in well, I am in a situation I am getting, I have the thoughts of minding the world immediately ineffective, A time traveler some of history, intelligent, smart of having sense of humor. Get in my story, you might like it. She is impressive, vividly fluent, laughing at small gestures, looking forward to what is allowing herself of happiness feeling most especially fun moment with the person she is wanting. Enjoy Reading! Temporary Incomplete

A poem about a mother's patience. And pie.

Follow the life of a 20 year old as she recounts her first love at 17. And the story after he left And how she slowly got back on her feet again

Childhood Love

Kera was nineteen when the world as she knew it changed. She would have considered that discovering that life existed outside Earth to be a thrilling experience but little did she know the price that she would be asked to pay for that. Fifteen years later, her entire young adult life seems to converge to this one point of time. All her achievements, all her loses, all her love, all her confusion, all her questions and it was time for some answers. Her pain at losing the world as she knew it, her struggles to make a place for herself in the new one and the one person whom she perceived to be the link between the two worlds and herself. This is Kera's journey of not losing herself and finding everything else, her journey through the second that changed her life, the story of a second's difference.