Historias de Carpediem

❝ Unless you love someone, nothing else makes sense. ❞ ~ E.E. Cummings. A Dead Poets Society Story. At Welton Academy, rules are scripture, tradition is sacred, and silence is survival. For Frances "Frankie" Whitmore - the first girl quietly enrolled under a forgotten clause - it's a place she was never meant to be. Sharp-tongued and sharper-witted, she walks the halls like a secret waiting to be kept, until a boy with ink-stained fingers and too-loud laughter sees right through her. Charlie Dalton is everything Frankie isn't supposed to want - reckless, radiant, and restless to burn the world down if it means feeling something real. But beneath the mischief and bravado is a boy with too much heart, and Frankie finds herself drawn to him like a line to a sonnet - inevitable, inexplicable, and aching to be read aloud. As they're pulled into the fold of the Dead Poets Society, where poetry is rebellion and love is its own kind of defiance, Frankie and Charlie begin to discover not just each other, but themselves. In the shadow of tragedy and expectation, they will have to choose: to follow the script or rewrite the ending. A story of quiet revolutions, unsent letters, and love that lingers like verse in the margins, O My Love is a tender, lyrical ode to what we risk when we dare to be known.

its just some poems I wrote- I haven't had any ideas for storys. but when I get one I'll start writing! :)

"Are you drunk?" "I'm a poet." ' *. : °. *🫀* .° : .* ' Have you ever wondered what the inside of my head looks like? This book is made for you. But I must warn you: The inside of my head is a terrible place. Because I'm a writer. And writers don't cry. They bleed on paper. ' *. : °. *🫀* .° : .* ' I was strongly inspired by Dead Poets Society for many poems. This movie completely changed me, so get ready for a ton of dead poets references and sad poems about them.

❝Unlike you, we were 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 normal. We 𝙘𝙖𝙣'𝙩 be normal. ❞ ・・・・・・・・・・ «𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬 two 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐏𝐄 𝐃𝐈𝐄𝐌 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴» 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙤𝙤𝙣. ・・・・・・・・・・ note: the book previews will be unpublished once the book begins. cover made by the great @CHRYSAFENIOS! ©ATLUS ©SEGA ©ETH ©Eline

Every person has dreams, and everyone's dreams are different from each others. I dream to see the world, to experience it. The world is a book meant to be read and this is my take on it.

The above text is a poem that uses the imagery of blooming cape leadworts to reflect on the fleeting nature of human life. I encourage the reader to embrace each moment and live life to the fullest rather than getting caught up in a constant chase for success and recognition. The poem's contemplative tone and message of finding meaning in the present moment may resonate with readers who are seeking to live a more mindful and fulfilling life. Danko means thank you.

i've been inspired to write poems, and this is where i've decided to post them. constructed criticism is welcomed, for i am very much far from perfect and i really would like to improve. began: 10/20/2020 finished:

Welton Academy is built on rules, expectations, and tradition. For Thea Sinclair, life has always been about living up to what others want from her. But when she becomes part of the revived Dead Poets Society, she's pulled into late nights, poetry, and friendships that make her question everything she thought she knew about living. What starts as curiosity becomes something deeper, a reason to live deliberately.

it all started with a family dinner with the daltons . turns out they had a son who was around my age too. i didnt really cared at first cause he went to the united states' best preparatory school, welton. so he must've been a very well-behaved student. turns out, it was the opposite. ⏔⏔⏔ ꒰ ᧔ෆ᧓ ꒱ ⏔⏔⏔

What will you do if you only had one day? Experience this short bittersweet story in the shoes of the main character, Jung, who will spend a day to hang out with a girl named Ai. Ai is everything Jung wishes for in a woman... except for one very important thing. A thing he prefers to disregard in order for them to have the best time of their lives. Video trailer: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oCPdc2q_gkA This is the text version of my visual novel project which you can check out if you're interested. Steam Page: http://store.steampowered.com/app/423880/ Direct Download: https://eyzi.itch.io/carpe-diem

This is a poem about something that is a secret, but I am sure you can figure t out by first reading the poem and then looking at the cover! So its kind of like a riddle! I hope you enjoy it!

A poem about seizing the day.

The need to change how we see the world.

steven and you living- no,flourishing at Welton with the other dead poets one shots!! head cannons!! rambles!! smut maybe

Madison Parks is the type of girl you'll find watching Netflix and dancing in her room on a Friday night. She is your average quirky teen, but with a few skeletons hiding in her closet. Her past isn't the only thing that's hiding, Madison makes it her goal to be invisible. She is usually successful until one day when she is late on her first day at a new high school where she literally runs into Derek LaShay. Derek is the type of guy who jumps off cliffs and parties like there is no tomorrow. Derek introduces Madison to The Carpe Diem Club, a club that is literally dedicated to living life to the fullest. Derek and The Carpe Diem Club turn Madison's world completely upside-down and she soon realizes that there is more to life than cookie-dough ice cream and Gossip Girl.

anything that has happened in your life view it as a dream so you can relive the moments and either make it different or better.

Do you remember having imaginary friends as a kid? I don't. I don't remember having a need for them when I was growing up. However, now as an adult? Walking the lonely path to success? All I am thinking is, "Why not?" Why not create a conversation withing your mind, with the people you want to be, and the people you want to surround yourself with? Follow this tale, to see how, my imaginary friends are helping me to achieve success, and how, they can help you as well!

In which sworn enemies develop something other than hatred for each other. But for now I'm only people watching. I'm only looking just to live through you vicariously, I've never really been in love, not seriously.

a carpe diem poem

I will be one of the happiest people you'll see, but one of the saddest people you'll ever know. Go on and read what's going through my head, maybe then, you would understand what I'm going through.