I write. Sometimes.
Poetry
24/11
This came to me after I sat and forced myself to write something, that something being the other, less awesome poem in comparision.
Does Love Leave like a Blizzard?
A stark contrast to a question I asked myself: 'Is love like the snow? Does it arrive silently, without fanfare?', inspired by the manga Blue Box
2 a.m.
This poem, looking back, came a little too soon. But every bit of that feeling was true. Maybe I feel too much, but that's okay :) (i guess)
Tulips and Sunflowers
This began with a question: 'What if I knew this was going to end soon?'
Image.
Sometimes, my imagery is so insane, it generates gravity.
Forever
This came to me when I saw this reel about 'you get hurt because you don't know how to deal with losing your idea of life'
Penning My Story
I heard 'pen of my story' and had this in mind for 2 whole days before writing it down.
Questions.
One of them 'All time lows'.