"How do you know if you're in love with someone?" he asked. I answered, "If you write a whole book about them."
these are the words that pulsed through your lips the very first time they kissed you
I've been keeping things which could remind me of you. The petals from the bouquet of jasmine you gave on our first date, your favorite flannel's button, the unused movie tix, the unsaid words, the pain you've inflicted. I've been keeping them hidden behind lifeless words.
ingredients to a beautiful disaster collection of words:a hum and melodya black and white and rainbowed thingno unicornsjust sparkles from the universea bit of everythinga whole lot of youfor you
π₯CompeteβStained amongst these pages are inked words about love, loss, relationships, and sex. All of which are beautifully captured through poetry, prose, quotes, and little short stories. If you are reading this is the colder months, then please do so in a small café with a to-go cup filled to the rim with bittersweet red wine.____Dec. 8, 2016 #741 in PoetryJan. 2, 2017 #321 in PoetryJan. 7, 2017 #308 in PoetryFeb. 1, 2017 #284 in PoetryFeb. 11, 2017 #268 in PoetryMar. 14, 2017 #263 in PoetryMar. 21, 2017 #208 in PoetryApril 03, 2017 #178 in PoetryAug. 11, 2017 #161 in PoetryJuly 14, 2018 #151 in ProseApril 13, 2020 #20 in Poetry
Are you a fan of poems? Lang Leav? Michael Faudet? Or anyone?Well, I would like to introduce to you my collection of self-composed poems. This collection is about my random thoughts, in a poetic way.I hope you like it! And if you do, thank you and love you. And don't forget to vote. Mwuah! π Enjoy!-F
The Feel of her fingers on his, still on his mind. He knew there was a lot of love there. But probably she found something better. Atleast thats what she wanted.
This is a compilation of short poems. I have been admiring Lang Leav and her husband, Michael Faudet, since then and it is with great honor if I could share my talents with you like them.I know these works are not as good as theirs, and I am just a begginer with these stuffs but I hope you enjoy.Xoxo,R
(n.) - βa nostalgic longing for something or someone that was loved and then lost, with the knowledge that it or they might never return; the love that remainsβ
Bitter sweet longing for someone I love.Poetry, prose and quotes.(all are my original works)
-a collection of short poems and poetry excerpt from famous writers.β¨p.s. this is gonna be super long, might have a part two, im still not sure. Anyway, don't forget to vote and show your support! Thank you and keep safe everyone! π
A collection of poems made by CELOGLeave a critics that i will be thankful for in the future. Enjoy !
Here's a collection of what went through my mind during all the curveball moments in my life. I've never been good at speaking up when it actually counts, so. Consider this my apology.
A poetry collection telling the tale of a love born underneath the stars, Midnight Eyes features the night and the galaxy in a poetic tale of how the heart speaks a language only the eyes can hear.The collection explores emotional moments of love, hope, betrayal, and heartache through expressive words and heart-wrenching expressions written by the author.
πβI am living and in love with romanticized summer nights with white wine and cherries, loss and loneliness, sex and love. All of which are captured through poetry, prose, quotes, and dainty short stories inside this book, my darling. If you are reading this in the warmer months, please do so during golden hour at the beach or in the grass with a joint, wine, or chilled champagne held in one hand and these love letters in the other.____July 14, 2018 #355 in Prose
GREATEST VOYAGEI once thought you were the rainbow after the rain,My only refuge, the one who finally came.I guess I was mistaken, my thoughts were insane.You were the beautiful storm, none but addition to the pain.I was so utterly deceivedBy the love I thought I received.I regret, but maybe you were meant to stay a lesson,Maybe you were meant to break me for a reason.Against the current of the ocean water,I tried to fix us and make it better.But, somehow life leads us to different adventuresAnd destiny has something else for us in the future.Goodbye my dear voyager, it's been great sailing with you.But I think this is my stop now, Captain, I say it's true.The trip was astounding because of all we've been through.We have to carry on now, but I promise I'll always look back to you. Author's note: Heyya! If you liked that puhleaz continue reading for that was only the first poem. And yuss if you're a Lang Leav fan, so am I! And my poems and prose are inspired of her books. So go ahead. Go on this cruise with me.