@cinematographie
hi, beautiful people!
i have had this chaotic work of art in my drafts for the longest time and i’m finally certain i want it out there.
please check it out, and i can’t wait to hear your thoughts.
love,
cerise ❤️
https://www.wattpad.com/story/365976663?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create&wp_uname=cinematographie
Hi there! I hope you're doing well. I was wondering if could take a look at my new fantasy romance novel: When Galaxies Burst. It'd mean so much to me.
I'm leaving a link below in case you're interested:
https://www.wattpad.com/story/360454728-when-galaxies-burst
Thank you for your time in advance
Pavlina Diamanti
a broken winged statue in the red skies/ salty kisses and red raw faces/mirror shards deep into rotten flesh/ growing high was a step down/ creaking beds and dead blue towns/how the faces changed in ten, four, seven/violent rain behind our muffled screams/bones breaking in bleeding embers/'til there's nothing left of the flickering flame/ 'til we have our hearts ripped under ten inch heels/ 'til then, honey, we've had it all with nothing in it. . .
@seven_hues thank you!! <3
the flames near your fingertips/ the world comes smaller but never close enough/ she counts the stars for death to kiss them/ no one knows a hundred bruises behind the drink in her hand/ she's made of ballads laced with dripping blood/ she dies and rises in/ the burns of sienna skies.
hi, thank you so much for adding my book to your reading list!! (loved its name too!)
love,
s.
blued bones, decayed words,
a pale green lover's sleep.
the spaces between the words grow.
how time carried parts of you and him
like a neon marked tattoo.
memories and cheap poetry rot in your mouth.
muffled hymns fade away in the violet rain.
even if he came and went away with the
midnight tempest, it won't count, will it?
hi there! loved your book the girls of forlorn summer. must i say, you're a really gifted author. good wishes on your future writing journey!
much love,
sreeja.
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
a small token of kindness [ 10th july 2023 ]
mountains and decorators, exhaustion and evil eye; surviving bones and careless finds. funeral floods and tumbling sorrows; forests and bridges of laughters and morals. feelings migrated, clouds and dresses; that which rains does not always bring about harvest.
clocks of manners, a road of residences; hearts like maples marked along fences. pictures of politeness, smiles like wounds; world a death of another, burial grounds like jasmine blooms.
mornings of questions, blurred evening attempts; youth of trial and error, life a honeycomb aged. dreams of wounds, dreams like a father's disappointment; storms like swaying birth, storms sometimes like corpses of discipline.
disassociated honour, ribbed filters; what binds is not glue, rather, mutual respect. eastern wind and crepuscular billows; howling books and silent words. the majesticness of months yet the solemnity of years; to the hearts that wriggle with pain, silence is delicate, thin ice-like elegance.
#adropofhumanity