Repitition cerita

Look at your feet. Look at the scars. Think of the intense heat of flames licking at your heels. Think of the teeth glowing in the firelight as they laughed at you. They tied you up and burned you. Then they laughed at you. Laughed at you. Repeat this so you don't forget.

Random poems They have no relation to each other. Please vote if you like them :) They are all close to my heart and come from me only. I write mostly when i'm inspired by something that has happened to me, or what i feel so some are about love, some about honestly some of the saddest things I feel or have felt and some are in small rhyming couplets and some make no sense.

A man in medieval times trying to survive in the army. A woman in future times trying to prove herself. And a strange connection between them both.

At the time of this writing, "Polaris" has four blooms, with one more coming. I wonder if it means anything

Sorry to be one of those people who puts something personal online and then refuses to share more about it, but that's pretty much what this is. I'm publishing this because maybe some of you out there feel the same way about someone. I have no idea if you will. I'm hoping you can. Wow, this is a boring description. Well, enjoy.

Hey, guys! In this book I'll teach you how to draw using basic knowledge and maybe something you never knew before. We'll go through the right mind of thinking, tips and tricks, art of trade, mediums, shading, etc. It's also very important to know the art of history and the psychology in order to capture the viewers attention. We'll explain colors and negative/positive space as well! There's a lot more that will be in this book, so stay tuned! In addition, I can conform to requests. If you wish to see my work, then great! I'd be more than welcome to show you! If you would like tutorials, then I will attempt that specific request. I'm also glad to talk and answer any questions you may have. :)

just a collection of poems i wrote.* enjoy. *unless stated otherwise.

This poetry was written partly for school, and partly in the dead of night for myself, so take that for what you will. These poems are a part of me, in some form or another. They express my feelings and and the way I see the world. I hope you enjoy. ~Wanderer

Leeyarh Poetry Feel the heart❤️ in the art @The heartist

This is a short story about a character which never escapes an endless loop of confusion. Time carries on but nothing changes. This creates distraught about the future and what is going to happen and results in further complications.

Washed Away is a series of poems from my personal journal that I would like to share with the world. Most of my poems are based upon real-life experiences, as well as my personal emotions.