Excerpts from a book I'll never write.
What makes you poetry? To love yourself, you need to realize you are poetry. Let me know in the comments section below. Enjoy! Hold a paw, and wake up to the woof or the meow of a furry cushion. Travel, to the closest grocery store open past midnight and buy that candy you used to … Continue reading How to: Be poetry.
This is Submission THREE of The Whisky Words. The Whisky Words is a writing project (and a giveaway). The winner has been announced. Dark Chocolate Bittersweet. Addictive. The smell makes you want more of it, but people can die from its over-dose. Melts in your mouth and becomes a part of you. Inseparable. Dark things … Continue reading Whiskey Words: Project (3)
"I'll make up for all the years I was supposed to be kissing you." - Leo Christopher The first time I kissed her, I lit up like a Christmas tree. Heat rushed to my cheeks, my cold hands warmed up, and I had goosebumps anyway. Right before we kissed, I spent quite some time looking … Continue reading Kisses and cravings.
"O heart, be patient" - Qur'an My heart has been jumping around, Quite a lot since, I became old enough to feel it. My heart beats faster, with every sheep I count, one sheep, two sheep, and three. Maybe it just loves to dream, And since I've grown old enough, And since the things I've … Continue reading Hearts