ǝuou uǝǝq sʎɐʍlɐ sɐɥ ǝɹǝɥʇ ʍouʞ ᴉ ǝɹǝɥʍ ʇɥƃᴉl ǝɯos puᴉɟ oʇ ʎɹʇ ᴉ

This is a collection of poetry and prose about stars, love and the like. It is a glimpse inside my mind and a full view of my soul. My thoughts are like celestial dust: quite useless on their own, but once they come together, create a star that gives off its own light entirely; that scintillates. These are simply some of my explosive, supernova-like thoughts; and mostly mindful drabble. © Copyright 2016 by Lily White. All rights reserved.

This is written as spoken word poetry that will, ironically, forever remain unspoken. © Copyright 2017 by Lily White. All rights reserved.

YOUNG GODS, driven to insanity. © sensationale [7.29.17]PO54

careworn and smiling with a crooked grin, adoration slept in the wrinkles beside his eyes as he observed the mosaic beauty. she held his callused palm in hers and whispered to the moon; "tonight, we're monsters." romanticism isn't always beautiful.

impulsive bloodlines / mental trysts

I kiss your eyes so you will recognise me 2016, adriana © (p #48 - 140117)

oh romeo, why must you be born a montague? ©contra, 2016

eating rose jam in the backseat of ur car ©2016, ina

|| I'm a thousand colours-- but still, I'm waging a war against b l a c k and w h i t e || ______________ p r i s m s © Aneet, September 2015 lowercase intended