Rime Stories

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Water has been drawn away from the planet from a Red Rocket device made of Groudon scales and new technology. Now water type pokemon are a treasured jewel as they can create water, and oasis bellow the earth's surfaces could possible bring new life in this forgotten wasteland. You, my dear fellows can you make a new life within the desert land of Rime, or will you fall under the pressure of the omega heats.

Some poetry and quotes I write when I'm blue, but maybe you'll like it. The themes may vary according to my life experiences / moods. ^ . ^ A glimpse into my mind and also the first poetry I wrote: How can we stay here? When we got places we gotta be Why can't we just stay here? Where we got each other for the time being Why should I go home? When home is with you But maybe you dont't feel the same, And you should go too. Updates usually around midnight in my timezone✨🌃 Stay safe ⛅️

Je l'avoue, le titre est mensonger... Non non, il y aura bien des poèmes. En vers. (Parfois pas). Rythmés d'un mètre précis. (Parfois pas). Remplis de sentiments et d'expériences personnelles. (Toujours). Non, c'est juste que l'action dépassera sûrement février x)

Pratique cette plume tous les jours, m'a murmuré l'épée.

Recueil de poèmes écrits ces dernières années, entre passion et mélancolie, amour et nostalgie, détresse et accalmie.

Aici sunt poezii clasice creeate de mine.

A sons gift to his parents as he realises he is dying, set in 1999 a special story based around time.

Rime Solano Varela from Last Legacy x Male Reader Does not follow canon storyline!

Poème en rimes

Luogo di ritrovo dei miei pensieri trasformati in versi. Vita e amore argomenti principali. Ricordi che sono indelebili e mi costringono a scrivere.

Diverses poèmes, que je publierai (du mieux que je peux) petit à petit. Chaque poème correspond à un moment d'une journée, et tous sont liés entre eux ! N'hésitez pas à laissez des avis. Et bonne lecture!

[Poetry] Life can be difficult... and what are we supposed to do when we are stuck in reality? When we don't know what to do, where to go, or how to carry on living, life seems to be an endless path full of thorns, shadows and distant whispers that start slowly killing our emotions. We are our own enemies, as only humans are able to destroy themselves.

Scrivo in rima vite di assassini o stati mentali, letteralmente.

Raccolta delle mie poesie; da quelle più vecchie a quelle più recenti.

Poems, poetry, rhymes, dramatic or romantic, for everybody...enjoy!!! Leave a comment and vote on your favorite poems Need your opinions :)