"When my scarred hand fails to capture your beauty with my pencil,do you think I'm a flawed artist?"a messy poetry collection-Best Ranking:2nd on poetrycollection (15-4-2023)4th on poembook (18-4-2023)5th on wattpadpoetry (18-4-2023)1st on randompoetry (15-4-2023)2nd on poetry contest (184-2023)…
A poetry collection about the emotions and thoughts I have as I go through the journey of growth and accepting the imperfections, in me and in my poetry. It is all about searching for meaning in what seems mundane at first glance, and seeing the beauty in imperfection, in how things are as they are.…
*Here are some songsthat my heart sang.*Broken, battered, but beautiful, I hope you get to see this book as I do. For it whispers secrets that were never said, and carries a bittersweet taste.And a promise, of everlasting hope.Lets trace these poems together.*A Poetry Book.*All Rights Reserved.…
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *The ink that spilled out of my pen formed these poetry. * ** * * * * * * * * * * ** ** * * ** * * ** * ** ** *** ** * * ** * * ** A random poetry collection that spilled out of my pen. My ink is dark, black and simple, but my poetry is of a lighter shade. *All Rights Reserved.*Cover by @Hamna20…
'I can't let go. My past holds onto me' It hurts to hold onto a past, to trace these memories lingering upon my skin, to want to reach out and grasp anything, anything at all that would take this pain away, but being unable to. I'm scared of letting go. Of the pain it brings.I'm scared I'll lose myself along with these memories, far more than I have now. *A random poetry collection. *All rights reserved.…
- Poems by a twelve years old / written in 2016 - - - -There are a million poetry written, of all sort.This book holds poetry, that was written for a girl. A stranger, created in ones mind, hidden from the rest of the world, until now.It holds poetry written about pain, healing and love. Simple they could be, or somehow, weird and strange. But that's how she is. How she will always be.*A poetry book.*A poetry book about a stranger.*All rights reserved.*Completed.…
I could write a million poems, about this stranger,with deep blue eyes,often messy hair,A tall figure,and an expressionless face.I could write,But I'm afraid to.Because it feels like if I start,It'll take forever to stop.*A poetry collection of eyes and silent stares, written at the late hours sometimes, when all is quiet, or at the beautiful evenings, just before sunset, with noises all around me. *Cover by @Hamna20*All rights reserved.…
On a late Saturday night, when Lucy should be welcoming him with his usual hot coffee, a tight smile on her face and a fresh buddle of complaints, Aiden Carter finds himself welcomed by a dreadful silence and the news of his wife running away with his beloved daughter.He has always been in control, the perfect gentleman, the loving father, and the hard-working husband, but it only takes a single night, for him to lose his beloved four years old daughter. His Celine. With her gone. He feels like he has lost everything.One evening leads him to a child very much like his own. Sorely tempted, he shoves the screaming child inside his car, hoping that she's his lost daughter, but finds himself mistaken.Eva is ten years old, tall and utterly gorgeous. She has the same green-grey eyes and dark hair as Celine. As far as looks go, she's exactly like his daughter.But even though he's falling in love with her with each passing day, the fact remains that she belongs to someone else. He tries to find her family, to return the child, but with no address or phone number, he's stuck with a scared child who won't stop crying.Torn between love and grief. Aiden goes through the roller coaster of emotions as he struggles to find his Celine and help the child he has kidnapped.Will he have enough courage to return the girl who looks like Celine to her Mother, or will he give in to his desire and do the worst thing a man can do? Steal someone else's child.*All Rights Reserved.*Cover by @elenawarz.…
![All The Memories That We Made [Completed]](https://truyen247.pro/images/all-the-memories-that-we-made-completed-178026843.webp)
*In progress of editing**The last 14 chapters are unedited and won't be edited till the end of March*'People think that if you have money, you can buy anything the world has to offer. Maybe that's why nobody understands. Having a perfect, sweet Mother and being offered all the luxury she can give me, I should be happy right?I was. For a while. It's like my Mother wanted me to be happy no matter what.So she put all those efforts, all that energy into those little things, to make me happy.But I wasn't happy, how could I? When she wouldn't give me what I craved for. Above everything.Herself.I'm afraid that I'm losing myself, and her. All is fading. She and I, we are destroying each other, and the life she had planned for me. I'm trying to hold on, but I'm losing my grip. And just when I feel like I'm done. She's there.Ellie. Tall and beautiful with the loveliest blue eyes. She's holding onto to me. Making me remember what I've forgotten and promising a future, I didn't thought existed'.…