You were. You are. You'll Always be.
Another collection. Familiar emotions.Thanks for reading.Much appreciated.…
Midnight Macabre Musings
[@sbkarmapens made this beautiful cover you see. He has written and made many covers for other talented writers. Make sure to check them out!]Hi there, I appreciate you clicking on this and reading. It means so much to me. This collection of short compositions (these are not poems, not long stories or anything) is similar to my 'the Love thesis' publish. I write my thoughts here, like I did in the previous one.I chose this particular title because almost all of the contents were written near or at midnight, some even later. You know how midnights are, I presume. Haunting and upsetting. Revealing and concealing.So, I put all these midnight musings in one place. Just for you. I do hope she stumbles upon this someday. Well, anyways...glad that you're here. Read on!This is also the last time I'll ever publish anything here. I no longer feel like writing. Or, if I do write anything, it'll go to my digital vault, where I store everything I have ever written, but nothing here. It was a lovely time, slightly turbulent as well, being on Wattpad. I made many friends that I endlessly admire and memories I will always cherish. Yes, this does sound like a dying man's goodbyes and honestly, if you want to see it that way...it will be better. I guess.Excelsior!…
CATHARSIS
[The cover art here is an amazing painting by Tullius Heuer. You can find more of his works here: https://tulliusheuer.com/] the word, catharsis, means 'the process of releasing, and thereby providing relief from, strong or repressed emotions'. [Yes, I copy-pasted that. hush now, little human.]Poetry, to me, is a beautiful way of expression. It says so much through so little, so many times. This collection, the last poetry collection I am publishing here, is special for that reason. I remember when I published the first collection 'Things I said to myself'. It's been an year, almost. And it's funny, I am in similar situation as I was back then. Life has started to feel like one big loop of bittersweet moments. That's what 'catharsis' has as it's contents; bittersweet moments. the state of happiness and consistent despair are no longer different ways of being for me. I co-exist with them.And so I hope that with these words going out for anyone to see, you are able to relate to it. And I am able to convince myself of the fact that I'm not alone in this fight I'm destined to lose.…
Midway to Nowhere
I'm supposed to describe what this book is about. However, this is not a book.I am not a poet.I'm as human and dysfunctional as the next you can relate to.This collection of short compositions was written a while back. Thought to publish it.Anyways, thanks for reading this.…
Getting better to fall again
Composing writings like these requires a certain mindset. I don't like going there, but we've all felt comfortable in familiar patterns, haven't we? This pattern of mine does cost me, but I cannot help it.So, when days get overwhelming and I have no spoken words to convey the pain or a listening ear that one could lend, I write. This is what I wrote while I didn't want to see the sun rise or the moon shine.Thanks for reading.Appreciate it.…
the final straw
This is just a single poem. No follow ups. No additions. Just a poem that stands on it's own, and will stand for long, because I fell unfathomable depths while writing this. I wrote to avoid myself from drowning, and I am in the dark if I reached my goal or not. Regardless, I have reached the efficacy of my creative mind. I don't think I will be writing more here. Well, I am all for happy changes but...I am uncertain.Thanks for reading everything I have put up here.I appreciate that from the bottom of my heart.…
Introspection- flaws
'Introspection', where I attempt at doing just what the definition of the word introspection says- examining one's own thoughts and feelings. This is about three 'flaws' that I come across frequently in the crowd. Our flaws make us human, and then we attempt at eliminating our flaws. And strive for perfection.I tried to weave the emotions that dictate these flaws into words. Thanks for reading.…
Caesura : Brief pause of recollection
Similar to my previous release, *Things I said to Myself*, this is a collection of poetry or short compositions. Usually, when I have so much to say and the words feel short, I shrink them down, convert them and twist around. But the expected outcome remains the same- that you are able to make sense of it.And that's what these poems help me with- making sense of things!If you feel the words clawing at you with some familiarity, do let me know in the comments. I'd love to hear it.Thanks for reading this.…
Things I said to myself.
These can be called abstract writings, poetry (I doubt that, though), or just words that cover up a meaning or blatantly state the reality. I'd say it's a compilation of some sort. Point is, it doesn't matter what they are called.As long as they manage to convey the meaning to the reader, resonate the messages they carry with the reader's heart and mind, it'll be worth it.I hope whatever you read here, means something to you. Because it did to me. Thanks for checking this out.[The cover that I used is a work of Julio Ruelas. It's called 'La Critica', ca. 1907.]…
mind and me
these short compositions are my thoughts, in a less-coherent manner as compared to how they seem in my head. Hope you relate, and if you don't, then you could share it with your friend who seems not normal...…
the Love thesis
Pouring my experiences and the feelings, here.…