Rhythms Stories

Bright small, glitchy, red panels flashed across his vision. It frightened him, blocking his vision from his surroundings, unable to see the others that surrounded him. The panic, anger, and caution. It merely heightened his fear more than the others, it made him feel claustrophobic. Like the walls had started to close around him, it felt like it. The small boxes of pure code, felt like walls that closed in on him. The faint strings of unknown code surrounded him, rewriting the existing ones he made. It made him nauseous, he felt something missing. Something that had been forcibly removed from his code, it made him panic. Gagging at the atrocious feeling it bought, vision blurring as he tipped forward. Unable to hear the cries of fear as he fell. As faint puffs of smoke surrounded him, it felt.... oddly comforting.... ___________________________________________________________________________ ___________________________________________________________________________ ____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ __________________________________OR________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ 007n7 Turns into a child.

What's up everybody ? I am your writer Pranavi . Ironically enough, I'm a very planned and organized person IRL but when it comes to poetry, the words and rhythm are just spontaneous(just letting my thoughts flow yk? that's why the cover page is river) ~~~~ I know I have won in life when (atleast one of)these poems are published in the NCERT English Textbook, posthumously (Yepp that's the end goal 😎)

SHORT POEMS ABOUT HOW LIFE OFTEN FEELS, COMING FROM A SHORT DEPRESSED PERSON. P.S. THEY RHYME BECAUSE RHYMING IS FUN.

"A war is coming. I can feel it. And, soon, everyone will have to choose a side. Even you." "But what if I can't? I'm not like them. I'm not an AK or a VK...I don't know what I am anymore." "The lines have long been blurred. There are no longer villains' kids and hero's kids. There are only those who wish to do good...and those who wish to do evil. Which one are you?" Morgana has been defeated. The NeoMerlin has been found. But yet, questions still remain. Questions that one dwarf desperately seeks the answers to. He decides to leave Auradon and journey out to find the answers to those questions and Evie goes with him. Meanwhile, darkness is gathering once more, fixated on revenge. A Pandora's Box of secrets is about to be unleashed upon Auradon. And this time, it might take more than a small group of ragtag heroes have to stop it. And, as Evie would say, "Change the way this story's told." Disclaimer: This is merely a fanfiction. Literally all the characters belong to Disney in some shape or form, though not all from Descendants :)

phrases, poems and a bit more

||The Wattys 2016 COMPLETED|| Chokers. They're such beautiful accessories. Until one day, It started to choke her. ||Trigger warning; for those who have weak hearts and are easily unsettled I advise you not to read|| ||Highest Rank in Horror Category: #32|| Started: November 23, 2016 Ended: December 20, 2016

A collection of poems

[Completed] some poems i've come to hate

•~Night Classes-Ena Shinonome x Reader~• You have been friends with Ena since childhood. You met through Akito, Ena's younger brother, and went from there. You and Ena went to the same highschool but Ena only took night classes whereas, you went to school. You were in class 2-D. You joined Nightcord at 25:00 along with K, Amia, Yuki and Ena. You were best friends with Ena but you wanted to be more...so did she... #1 In mizukiakiyama -12/31/22 #1 In nightcordat2500 -12/31/22 #1 In Vocaloidfanfiction -7/1/23 #1 In mafuyuasahina -8/1/23 #1 In colourfulstage- 18/4/23 #1 In enashinonome- 24/9/23 (GUYS WE DID IT) Started-18/4/22 Ended- It hasn't

"In the heart of Accra, where the rhythms of Africa meet the beat of the modern world, four friends discover the power of love, art, and friendship. Nia, Roman, Naya, and Bryan navigate the vibrant streets of Ghana's capital, finding inspiration in the colors, sounds, and emotions of the city. As they explore their passions and their hearts, they learn that love is an art form, one that requires creativity, courage, and a willingness to take risks." Or, if you'd prefer something shorter: "In Accra, love is a work of art."

These are just poems and songs I have written over the years. I hope you enjoy them. I will add more as I create them.

This is my first time writing poems so i hope you like it! Each chapter has a diffrent catagory, they are pretty short and!! You may find some spelling mistakes as english isn't my first language, and theyre are a few french wordss!! WARNING : These poems suck as it is my first time writing them so please dont hate on them and instead give me tips if you're a poet yourself

Simple poems, each with a story just behind them. ••• This book will be updated whenever I write a new poem worth posting. I draw inspiration either from my own complicated emotions, or sometimes even stories I've created in my mind. I suppose only I know the difference between the two, and all you can do is read these poems and mold them into a meaning that only you can understand. ••• 1ST PLACE HIDDEN GEM AWARDS 1ST PLACE SAFE SPACE AWARDS

Sixteen-year-old Lila Harrington is flawless, disciplined, and alone a rhythmic gymnast admired by her city but known by no one. On a snowy Canadian evening, a curious boy appears, and her perfectly controlled world is disrupted by the first pull of love.

A compilation of everyday Poetry

This is my 1st poetry book. I hope you all enjoy my poetic writings. -Poet_Megan_Rose

𝑊𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑢𝑛𝑠𝑎𝑖𝑑 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠 𝐼'𝑚 𝑎𝑓𝑟𝑎𝑖𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑎𝑦 (:

An adventure of rhyming poetry and strange openings, enjoy for all I have.

⋆˖⁺‧₊☽[collection of poems]☾₊‧⁺˖⋆ A collection of short poems I wrote when I started high school and my anxiety went through the roof. Nervous feelings scribbled into corners of notebooks, hidden beneath layers of metaphors, written by an extremely shy first-year that just wanted to disappear under everyone's gazes. (Short poems from highschool about highschool. Or, little vents because I can't find an escape. )

After Aira won the Prism Queen cup, a new girl arrived to Pretty Top. Her name is Minami Saki. Somehow over the past few weeks Aira has been ignored by MARs, Callings, and the rest. How will Aira deal with this problem? Read and find out Completed Next Season: Pretty Rhythm: Eternal Friends?