Simile storie

Unfigurative You in my figurative language. That smile in the subtle simile is like You, No wonder I couldn't ponder that unique view The metaphor is You --it's beyond! That comparison is absolute, not-of-as --a thing nor concepts, not-that-like of anyone; When I'm sure, It shall be associated with certainty. Personification: The cold breeze is by me, Evoking the warmth by the sea --wandering along with, as a usual chore. Oh! how would I be so sure? When no lens could capture and pixelate this view Hyperbole: It was once deep Before I emptied the sea Oh please! sweep. . . Desert this weed-ed shore and flee

"Ti farò sorridere come nessun altro ha mai fatto!"

This is an ongoing collection of descriptive and narrative stories based on the IGCSE FLE Paper 2 Composition Prompts. I hope that the language and literary techniques used in these stories will help inspire you learn to wield your words wisely together in order to create beautiful imagery that effect your readers and the examiners :) Enjoy!

Have you ever sat and watched two raindrops racing on a window...? _______________________ © 2014 by PrittyPixie. All rights reserved

This book has all of the vocabulary words in Chapter 9 made into a simile.

These are my poems that involve rhyme and rhythms and rock'n roll.

Mostly poetry, but there's also some prose and short stories. These are real things I feel, what I live with on a daily basis. Maybe some of you guys can relate. If you don't like depressing stuff, please don't read this. The earlier chapters kind of suck, but I promise the writing gets better! Enjoy! (Please don't steal my stuff, I kinda like it, plus I wrote it) :)

Just a place where I store my poems. Every day I'll add more I'm open to any constructive criticism. This storm inside me It won't calm down It rages, Lasts for ages Wind. Rain. Lightning. Thunder. Which awakens me from my slumber I hear tapping on the window A knock on the door The water continued to pour And I just sat there trying to ignore I tried. And I tried Yet I couldn't sit still anymore So I get up. Slam open the door I go outside. There are many people Walking around. Normally. Abnormally normal. Untouched by the rain. Not startled by the lightning or the thunder. Still, A tornado forms around me The ground beneath me shakes The weather is below freezing. And then I look up, I realize, Snow begins to fall The snow turns into ice. This isn't very nice. I am angry I am calm I am sad I am happy I am tired I am awake I am one with storm This horrible, dreadful storm inside me.

Is it what I see, or what I feel?

"you are all the colours in one, at full brightness" - all the bright places

This is a 'GRAMMER, Simile, reverse, poems and more is to come

Victoria has always been an outcast. No one knows who she is, and no one bothers to try and figure out. She considers herself a nobody. But senior year, she meets Jack, a suicidal boy with no family. The two clash, resulting in pain, agony, and love. Read on to find out what happens next.

A collection of poetry I've written over the years, new poems added when I feel like it. Enjoy.

u k i y o (浮世) [u-key-yo] Japanese (n.) living in the moment, detached from the bothers of life. "The Floating World" [#1 in 'book of poems' category out of 1.6k stories (22 July, 2022)] [The book cover is designed by me]

sucky poetry as usual.

Who are you? Who are you really?

No tongue at birth But It has tasted death This book is numbed with grief but it learned to breathe This bottle holds the bitter-sweet adventures I fetched on my journey of love and growth It all started with a walk And I was glued to his talk And... Words strummed my heart like a guitar And I felt the pull at my heartstrings Now all that my heart sings Is Hymn of him...Elfriedewestwood Rankings #11_Poetry (4th September 2024)