Lõputus

Olgu pealegi nii, eks mind endaga lõputusse vii. Kogumik luuleridadest, mida arvasin, et ei avalda mitte kunagi. Kaane autor on armas @BlueBubble. © Deisy, 2016

Written in the Wondering State

"If we exist only to someday cease, Who are we here to please? These drops of life we continue to seize; Do they make us thieves?" If poetry is constantly spilling out of me like ink upon the parchment of an aspiring writer, then why not write it all down?

It (#Wattys2016)

| 1st Place for Summer Sun Awards (Beginner's Firsts) | | 2nd Place for the Pinpoint Awards | | Finalist for the 2016 Awards | It matters not what people think regarding things you believe strongly in. Perhaps, it may even help to even spread a word or two regarding what dwells within you. Don't be afraid of t...

Alphabet Soup

i may be quiet but i'm full of alphabet soup ~ #37 in poetry

Unspoken words//Est, Eng//

You make my world worth living in - Djessicajuan Highest rank: 2 in poetry

Värvitud sinised linnud

Värvitud sinised linnud on kurvad. Nad ei nuta, vaid raputavad tiibasid ja pritsivad värvi. Kogumik luuletustest nii inglise kui ka eesti keeles. / The colored blue birds are sad. They will not cry, but shake their feathers and spray paint. This is a collection of poems in both English and Estonian.

She Scribbles.

LIFE, n. A spiritual pickle preserving the body from decay. Journey on a road that is smooth, graveled and sometimes even unmade yet to the destination that is not pretty. Euphemism intended. Scribbles, v. The product of life's ups and downs while on the road to decay. Darks, lights and greys all depicted in a strin...

Skyscarper

Panen pealkirjaks loo millest sain inspiratsiooni

Breathing in, breathing out

I could never find proper words To tell you how much I miss you And all the little things you had; First, the way you saw this world Through your sad ocean eyes. PS! In this collection, I touch on many serious topics like suicide, death, grief, trauma, heartbreak, depression, and even religion, so read on your terms...

Aeg saab täis...

Siia raamatusse kirjutan mõned read enda peast. Paljud neist võivad olla luuletused Ja kõik neist ei pruugi olla väga rõõmsameelsed. Ma ei tea miks ma sellele raamatule sellise pealkirja panin. Võibolla seepärast, et me kõik kiirustame kuhugi, et jõuda kuhugi, et teha midagi. Siis on tunne et aeg on lõppemas, aga sam...