Mayismoving Stories

"The world is your oyster. You are the pearl." *** A collection of poems written by a young girl. Every poem is as special as a pearl. After this book caught your eye, Could you give it a try? Every poem has a meaning. So what are you waiting for? Start reading! *** Copyright © 2020 by hello-ushi (Ayushi) All Rights Reserved This story is only available on Wattpad.com. If you are reading this story on a different site to Wattpad.com, then you may be at risk from viruses and data loss. To continue to read this story for free, and safely, please return to Wattpad.com, where you can read the story here: https://www.wattpad.com/story/223285375-precious-pearls-a-collection-of-poems *** Highest rankings: #300 in poetry out of 266K stories on October 12, 2020 #705 in poetry out of 236K stories on July 17, 2020 #300 in poems out of 90.1K stories on October 12, 2020 *** Achievements: First place in the Shimmer Awards (August 2020) under Poetry First place in the Bridge Society Awards (Poetry) under Batch 2 Second place in the Yellow Brick Awards under Poetry Third place in the Disney Awards under Poetry Honorable Mention in the WOD Awards under Poetry + Short Story Reached 1K reads on July 30, 2020 Reached 1.5K reads on October 2, 2020 Reached 2K reads on November 5, 2020 *** #TheMushuAwards2020 #moonstoneawards *** Started on May 13, 2020 Ended on TBD

And I picked up my quill and let my thoughts and feelings dive deep in the ocean of poetry. ~All rights are reserved.

A special thank you to my special someone during these trying times.

"November is the most disagreeable month in the whole year." ---Louisa May Alcott November mornings are rather gloomy. They don't have a Christmas, an Easter, nor Halloween. Nights on November are dull and pedantic, involving nothing but bare landscapes. Novembers are rather unwanted, -quick to arrive even quicker to leave, before the icy frost hits. Everyone wants a certain 'November' gone, for the new year to approach faster. This is November's Rebellion. A series of poems a certain cynical November writes, to disseminate his disdain regarding the world and the lies surrounding it. All the other months, are welcome to revel in November's greatness. .... "No, December, I am not jealous of you featuring in a Taylor Swift song!" "January, we already had this conversation! I ain't stealing your head of house position! I just like writing poetry---" "You're a lie, April--not 'your lie in April'. C'mon you're the joke of the year, get it? April's fool?" "L'amour, dear July---" "October's a sweetheart, I don't know which idiot decided to put up a scare fest in him. He runs crying to the bathroom, every Halloween‐--oh, it was a secret." P.S: it's just a bunch of depressing, sardonic poetry, that a pessimistic November writes every month---SHHH! He claims he only writes on November morns! ( Lie spotted! ) Note: Written for contest purposes.

We write poetry to extract whats deep inside our souls and make it known to the world. We use words that are cultivated from the chapters of our past to mould the future. Regardless of our inability to control certain things, the ones that we have managed to overcome tell great stories. I am a dream chaser that turned into a freedom speaker, A wild rose that bloomed with the essence of exotic beauty, a hopeless romantic that became hopefull in love. I am Me😌

Entry for #wattpadpoetry2020 #mayismoving Collection of Poems, I will be adding more chapters to this collection

for contest

Poems, some short stories, and submissions for contests.

The stars in my hands: is a poetic prose work capturing each star in 3 short poems. Alexander Lorien

May Is Moving Limerick. It's kinda sad but I don't mind. I made this sad.

A collection of poems by me.

This is were I keep poems that I write specifically for contests and challenges in 2020. The collection includes: Second place winner in Poet's Pub's "Biggest Competition Ever, week 1" with Peter's Cow Third place winner in Poets Pub's "Founder's Challenge", with Bury your fears Second place winner in Poets Pub's July challenge «Mythology» (The Sirens of New York, Cerberus; Guardian of Castle White and Trapped in the 21st century) Third place winner in WattpadPoetry's July 2020 Haiku contest «July is reflecting» with Sunflowers posing First place winner in Poets Pub April challenge «History: lost and found» (War shall cease this day, Kafka found, The mustached genius) Second placed winner in Poets Pub March challenge "Lyrically speaking" (In his mobile home, End the violence, Religion found - religion lost, Catch you on the flip-side)

Poetry and maybe songs I have written over my life. Some are for challenges so if they are, you will see this sign 🏋🏻‍♀️. OK? Ok. Poetry is very important to me so thank you for all of your support!!

This book is mere of an anthology filled to the brink of contest entries. I have nurtured a new style and form of poetry here in this one and quite combined Greek mythology too.

Poems, poems. I do not own images.

The poem is called "Where are the Flowers?" It's basically about if April showers came but unlike every other year the May flowers didn't bloom. It's a contest entry in Limerick style from a really good contest book that other poem books (January has Resolve, February is Subtle, March is Wordy, and April had Kindness) all came from. This one is (obviously) May is Moving, it is the newest one and is now closed! The book is in the authors note in the bottom of the story if you're interested in entering in the future! P.S I might move all of these poems into one book after this one closes!

For all my entries in random writing competition.