When Dante, a young 23 year old aspiring photographer, gets hit by a black Rolls Royce and is taken to A&E for emergency surgery on his fractured leg, he doesn't expect to wake up the next morning to a note of apology from the cold heart throbbing Eliana M. Van Gosvan and a bouquet of Calla Lilies. Cur...
"they told us that we needed therapy, as if medication and tainted words could fix broken toys."
the thoughts in my head, however disorganized [warning, it can get heavy.] -- poetry #43 random #86
in which a girl writes down her thoughts on tattered blue pages, with only a worn-out copy of the Quran, a long dress, two granola bars, three dollars and her Lord to guide her while surviving on the streets of New York City. ~ They say that somewhere along the road of this twisted life, you'll find yourself, That you...
it was in the darkest hours of the day that i felt most comfortable in. a collection of words: [ © victoria g. two thousand and fourteen ] |cover created by -therapy|
❝ You need to get lost before you get found. ❞ (Lovely Cupids Service present for @xWordsWorthx) © nate k. 2014
❝ He got too curious so she finally reveals what makes it so special. ❞ © nate k. 2014
I write poetry at night when I exhale sadness and inhale words.This is sorrow hidden in complex descriptions. Poetry is my kind of excrete of sorrow and I hope you find my poison somehow beautiful and readable.
❝ Summer rushed their veins with warm afternoons so their hearts became fireworks. ❞ (haiku poems) © nate k. 2014
There's no need to deny what has already been proven to be true.
"there may be a great fire in our hearts, yet no one ever comes to warm himself at it, and the passers-by see only a wisp of smoke." - vincent van gogh. my entry for _theskyisthelimit_ 's 100 poems challenge. (c) mockingjayde 2013
A fresh bundle of thoughts, wrapped by a star gazer. Hope you like them all.
we kept each other away from the cold. - a collection of words [ © victoria g. two thousand and fourteen]
