I’m not a great writer but I aspire to be one. I’m more into novel writing which I do off the app but I mainly write poems here. Hope you enjoy my writings; feel free to constructively criticize. 😊
I’m not a great writer but I aspire to be one. I’m more into novel writing which I do off the app but I mainly write poems here. Hope you enjoy my writings; feel free to constructively criticize. 😊
There’s something about the gentle breeze that grazes my skin,
The skittering leaves that move through the wind,
And the smiling sun softly warming me up,
That takes me back to the good times.
The times when family was just a door away,
When hot showers could last all day,
And having a meal simply required a walk down the stairs.
But these refreshing times in the great outdoors,
Also remind me t...
It’s a strange thing
You know
Starting to like someone
That one moment you see them
And your body rewires
Moves some thoughts
Attaches certain feelings to sights
So that it’s no longer
“It’s just James”
To
“Oh my gosh, it’s _James”_
And your cells start going into overdrive
When you see him up close
Face to face
They go crazy
Short circuit
Start sending fire to your cheeks
But then they're li...
I sit on the cloudtops
And look down at the world
At that tiny little sphere
Where I hope to make a stir
Swaying trees beckon to me
The hushed wind calls my name
I siddle off my comfort place
And head for the sea
The waves tickle my toes
My feet burrow in the sand
I listen for gentle whispers
Calling me to take a stand
I pretend to be someone
I wish to be known
Acknowledged by passerby
Thanked...
I know why the caged bird sings
Its melancholic tunes that drift over the seas.
It beckon to us —
The city and the world —
And hopes for someone to notice its hurts.
I know why the caged bird sings
Its determined melodies that rise above the trees.
It wishes to soar —
Spread its wings in the sky —
And fly like an eagle so mighty and high.
I know why the caged bird sings
Its pensive notes that mo...
I’m treading this uncharted land
desperately searching for the feel of your gentle hands.
You've carried me through the dark times and drought,
But where have you disappeared to
For I need you to start the plow.
Every word of love you steadily poured
filled my cup and left me wanting more.
The caring whispers and hearty laughs
brought joy to my soul and bubbles to my bath.
The constant texts at...
What would you do with a pencil that can draw anything into reality?
When Tina is given a Pomelli Pencil, she decides to create the family she’s always dreamed of. One with a caring father and a sober mother. However, as drawings are made and her life progresses, she quickly realizes things aren’t as simple as that.
And then there’s Clara.
Throughout her childhood, Clara hardly got a taste of...
Flying might seem a little scary
And the height, a tad bit sickening
Ignore all that, okay?
Today I'm going to show you
How to overcome all those fears inside
Think about all the good things
Remember everything cheery
Understand that nothing will go wrong
Since there's only goodness within you
Trust in these memories and everything will go smoothly
After your mind has been filled with those thou...
My eyes barred into your back
as you stood there all alone.
Mist swirling around you—
Out of your fingers and your toes.
"It’s time little one;
it’s time to pay your woes,
for stealing all those cookies
and turning friends to foes.”
"Leave me be to be naughty;
leave me be to be bad.
Who cares about others?
Who cares if they get mad?”
"Silly girl, most naive.
You’ve been piling terrible deeds.
A...
Dear Aisha,
It's me, Thana
It's been a while
A decade and three-quarters I believe
And I still can't shake off the memories
The endless tears
Your late-night prayers
Begging God for mercy on me
To spare this one soul
just because
I meant the entire world to you
I remember you singing
"Bet your bottom dollar that tomorrow
There will be sun"
That was my favorite song
But I know you already know
I n...