Princess David

a small token of kindness [ 01st september, 2025 — monday] 
          
          words plated in heirlooms, heavy with light,
          tinkling cuts, dazzling wounds —
          weaponry forged from childhood gloom,
          wars cradled in a mother’s stolen womb. 
          
          windmills bow above folded clothes,
          grandmother’s peach crumble cooling on the sill.
          cottages lean, tethered with ghosts —
          growth a gamble, memory the wager. 
          
          tender hearts rest in greasy hands,
          coloured proses, begotten rhyme.
          measuring the gaps of fleeting hours,
          tidy rooms against the storm of rest. 
          
          roads of chemicals, an age of hearts,
          souls displaced, refugees of home.
          effervescence rushes, skeletons mist-bound —
          a tale as old as precedents. 
          
          labyrinthine dashes, nuance permitted,
          olives of faith, olives betrayed.
          a marathon — glass slippers sublime —
          and all of life becomes a floor for dancing,
          a garden for incitement,
          a bloom pressed against time. 
           #adropofhumanity 

a token of kindness [ 24th august, 2025 — sunday ] 
          
          where comes the chaos? soar and sin, the culprit,
          from the lodging inns. surrendered and sought,
          beavering, bold— a little of the timid, a lot of the known. 
          
          swinging with pride, doors left unknocked,
          a guest invited under intoxication’s hold.
          forging, jeopardising, guided by homely apple-pie servings; bruised words swept beneath the rug of humility. 
          
          barks and bellows, odours, open wounds,
          entangled chairs and a single creaking move.
          whisper, then wait, tremors that carry
          a mouth of screams— beginning and dying
          in a parched throat. 
          
          kalopsia and kites— a guest like ropeburn,
          pricking like wine. mindful maps, mindless routes,
          sanctuaries like lies that bury the truth.
          shadows stumble, shoes fade—
          a blessing strikes a menace, transforming a paper cut into a prayer. 
           #adropofhumanity 

Hello Wattpad. 
          
          It's been almost 3 years since I last logged into this app. I must say a lot has changed, I'm struggling to navigate even. But I've missed it here. This was my teenage paradise. Adulthood isn't as fun as the YA college books make it seem. I'm trying to reconnect with all my old friends from here and way back from Quotev. Not sure who's still active since so many years have past bit of you're still here, I'd love to chat with you. I've really missed you guys.

Hi! I sent u a text on Tumblr. Would love to talk about something. Hope you have a great day/night ! <3

Hi! Join my awards community if you’re interested! Please

2098.
          
          Three decades after the Cold war. Humanity is rebuilding it's society with technology at its apex. The war is long gone but in its wake, it's left humans who feel just as much as the Androibots they created.
          
          Eighteen year old Amanda is a burst of emotions. All she wishes for is sunshine and happiness. Against the wishes of her parents, she hopes to share her music with the bleak people of planet earth someday. A pop star. That's the life for her. Getting into Tech-college wouldn't allow that dream become a reality so she runs away from home two days before she is to resume.
          
          A night at a crappy motel and a run in with a mad scientist is all it takes for her to become the target of a society of cyborg soldiers. 
          
          Work in progress... What do you guys think? I haven't come up with a title yet tho 
          
          It's been soooo long! How's everyone doing? Aaaand... Any book recommend from the 2023 Watty winning books? 

♡ Hey! It's been a while. How are you? I changed my profile, so I don't know if you'd remember me, haha. I hope all is well. ♡

I've missed this app and you all so much!! 
          
          I'm back, you guys... And I'm definitely completing my most popular book here before starting anything new. How've you all been? Honestly, I love this app. The people and friends we make bonding over our love for fictional characters, or the general concept of writing and bringing the world's in our heads to life. 
          
          Thank you everyone who checked up on me... I think I'm good now. Not totally, but definitely better than I was before ❤️ Also, might be changing my username to something else... Depends on what inspiration hits me ❤️

a token of kindness [ 18th july 2023 ] 
          
          insecure poems, confident aches; inspired decades yet everyday a death. stretching silences, concrete words; homes that melt and walls that echo. floating feet, rotten flowers; waves that pause in an ocean that seamlessly flows. 
          
          fluttering thoughts, fiddling feelings; coloured mouths and disappearing promises. hibernating lights and travelling darknesses; lingering lilacs and luminescent shadows. 
          
          minds of pearls, mouths of venom; do not lose by playing to their strengths. corridors of history, weaponsied love; transient nor malleable. fragile loneliness, screaming insecurities;  not every sunset has to be colourful. 
          
          sun of rain, thunders of frustration; mornings like amnesia, cloudless burdens. midday pride, repentance heavy; grief stricken victories, blackbird joys. mansions of footsteps, tears of dreams; we are all graves carrying the dying spark of life in us. 
           #adropofhumanity 

I miss you. I hope schools okay