Imagery Stories

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 😎)

They were made from the same light - the same thread of stardust that wove itself into two hearts beating in different skies. She called him her miracle. He called her his beginning. And somewhere between the constellations, they found home in each other's orbit.

Writing is one of the best ways to unravel the chaos inside your mind. At least, it is for me. This is a collection of poems-some are drenched in sorrow, some are tangled in questions, and a few, just a few, might hold a flicker of hope. Okay, debatable. But err.

Every night, she visits through the open window - silent, barefoot, shimmering beneath the pale glow of the moon. He waits, afraid to touch her, afraid she'll disappear if he does. She isn't his, and she never stays. She only smiles, her wings trembling in the rain. He tells her, "Don't go closer, babe - your wing will get wet." But love always forgets how to listen.

Hello everyone! This is a piece where I will write my poetry. I am a teenager so there will be mistakes , please do tell if you find any flaw , i will try to eradicate it to the best of my ability. I hope to have as much support as possible. It is my dream to become famous. I have recently joined Wattpad, please share my work. I hope to relate with people. I wish you all like it. Love you all. Regards LittleAmuser.

Basically a collection of my poems I like writing poems it's just my way of expressing how I feel about things and those who've read it say I should publish.. so I decided to put 'em here Hope you like it too❤️

Just a collected works of poetry, in no specific order, about anything and everything. Many will allude to Whitman since I am currently studying him in my creative writing class.

A poem about the image inside your head keeping you from growing.

So, this is a poem about three brothers. For now, let's just say you may not know them, or maybe you do know them; but they know you quite well. May you enjoy reading this poem the same way I enjoyed writing it!

A short story, collaboration of @DriverEra014 and @CloudyPurple7. Explores the reality of mental pain. Pain can't always be seen. A young boy, Theo, experiences trouble with fighting his demons. All alone he tries to overcome them, to take over them. But as he grows weaker with every breath he decides to draw his last.

only one rose survives

She hardly met sunshine, Her lover in disguise, But when they met, They drew colourful rainbows on the skies.

Graypaw is finally an apprentice and the best part is that her best friends are alongside her, training to be warriors of FeatherClan. When a new threat comes to the clans, it seems impossible to overcome. And in the midst love ones disappear and leave them with grief as well as fear. Can the clans surpass this threat?

Lacy loves enjoying her lunch break on the beach, kicking off her shoes, and enjoying the sand between her toes. One day, she finds her shoes have gone missing, and now has to spend the rest of her day barefoot, hoping that no one notices.

Parvum Opus: "Little Work" in Latin. Insignificant, Inferior. These self-descriptors flood our thoughts. But we get better, right? We can fix all our problems eventually. But what if your purpose was to be inferior, to be the Parvum Opus? Well.. then you're Suitcase. _____

Green with envy...

Short Story Collection in English. most of the stories in here (to be followed) are metaphorical in nature.

╔══•●•══╗ ❝𝙄𝙩 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙗𝙚 𝙨𝙤 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙤𝙪𝙨... 𝙏𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙙𝙖𝙮 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣-❞ ╚══•●•══╝ Best rank: 26th rank in #imagery out of 1.05k stories. ☼A poetic prose, if that made sense...☼ 『••✎••』VERY SHORT CHAPTERS. (Completed)