EQUINOX

LECTURES 139
Votes 8
Parties 8
Durée 55m

LECTURES 139
Votes 8
Parties 8
Durée 55m

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Autumn is a beautiful but pensive poem that falling leaves recite with great enthusiasm so that the world will remember them as they bid farewell to the world. Welcome to my anthology series.  Welcome to EQUINOX.Tous Droits Réservés

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In The Fall, We Fell, écrit par EverAfterPages

They say autumn is the season of change, but I never thought it would change me forever. Years have passed, but every falling leaf still reminds her of him. Of crisp air and quiet laughter. Of warm hands in the cold and whispered confessions under golden trees. Of love that grew slowly, like the seasons turning-until one day, winter came too soon. She met him in the fall. She fell for him in the fall. And then... she lost him to it. But some love stories never truly end. They linger, carried by the wind, waiting for the right season to be remembered.

I, who was born in Autumn, fell in love with Winter. I fell in love, not just with the season but the person I couldn't even have. Disclaimer: Written in Taglish 01/25/2025

❝My Autumn, I think you should know that you're my first and only love. Don't you ever forget that. Love always, August❞ After a series of unfortunate events, August is admitted into a hospital. Once he realizes his stay will be longer than expected, he begins writing to Autumn, hoping that at least one person in the world will care. [Highest Rank: #35 in Short Story] [Watty Award Winner 2015 for JustWriteIt!]

A Gentleman's Kiss, écrit par seikiunne11

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An Exhaustive Search, écrit par JNeraStudios

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You're the girl I knew back when...I'm the boy whose always been in love with you 'till the end. I'd do it All Again.

Whispers of the Soul, écrit par rjlee2008

In "Whispers of the Soul," the poet invites readers on an intimate journey through the intricacies of human emotion and experience. This collection captures the delicate balance of joy and sorrow, love and loss, solitude and connection. Each poem serves as a reflection of life's fleeting moments, exploring themes of longing, resilience, and the quiet beauty found in the chaos of existence. With evocative imagery and lyrical language, the poet weaves together personal anecdotes and universal truths, inviting readers to confront their own inner landscapes. From the soothing cadence of nature to the turbulent depths of the mind, these verses resonate with authenticity and vulnerability, creating a space for introspection and connection. Whether you find solace in the rhythms of everyday life or seek understanding in the complexities of your emotions, "Whispers of the Soul" offers a heartfelt exploration of what it means to be human. Let the words linger like echoes in your heart, inspiring you to embrace the whispers that shape your own journey.

These Hazy Days, écrit par KingfisherBirdLady

In The Fall, We Fell

They say autumn is the season of change, but I never thought it would change me forever. Years have passed, but every falling leaf still reminds her of him. Of crisp air and quiet laughter. Of warm hands in the cold and whispered confessions under golden trees. Of love that grew slowly, like the seasons turning-until one day, winter came too soon. She met him in the fall. She fell for him in the fall. And then... she lost him to it. But some love stories never truly end. They linger, carried by the wind, waiting for the right season to be remembered.

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