beauty
The Language of Love
Original WritingSoulmates
Original WritingAnd when we met for the first time, I knew. I knew you, I knew of you, my bones felt a sense of familiarity as they embraced yours. Our souls were intertwined before we entered this world.
The Fourth Of May
Original WritingOur bones may be brittle, but we’ll still waltz under the golden sun of the summer just like we did on the fourth of May.
The Angel With Horns
Original PoetryHis angel hid her horns so well,
dressed in white with beautiful dark skin
and an infectious voice.
She was a siren, luring him to his death
with the promise of ever lasting adoration
radiating from the essence of her being.
He wanted more of her,
and just when he got on his knees and begged for her,
she took off her veil and revealed her horns
embracing him wholeheartedly.
Anonymous
Quotes“Don’t waste sunsets on people who will be gone by sunrise.”
He Made Me
Original PoetryHe took my mind in his hands
And he filled it with galaxies.
Hopes and dreams travelled through my thoughts
And the confidence he gave me radiated within me
Like nothing we’d ever witnessed before.
He wished upon a falling star
and created me.
– Kait Rokowski
QuotesNothing ever ends poetically. It ends and we turn it into poetry. All that blood was never once beautiful. It was just red.
Simplicity is Agony
Original PoetryA kiss on the cheek
Staying apart for a long week
Simplicity is beauty
but it is agonising.
A Waltz of Shivers
Original PoetryOn an autumn morning when the sun is just beginning to rise,
and mist still suffocates the air with its veiled blanket of moisture,
a chill caresses your body as you are exposed to the raw cold.
This feeling of goosebumps crawling across my skin
and shivers waltzing down my spine
is sort of how I feel when I’m around
you.