The world had drastically changed from what it was just a century ago. The once-booming cities had turned into desolate, icy wastelands, with the only semblance of civilization being the gleaming metro tracks that stretched across the frozen earth. The air buzzed with activity as futuristic hover-cars zipped across it like dragonflies. In this new… Continue reading ◍ ≻﹒the final frontier﹒
i'm kinda scared of publising poetry again because i havent posted in a long time ,, but here goes~
22 lessons from ’22
hey lilies! i hope all of you had a wonderful christmas and if you don't celebrate it, well, happy holidays !!i hope everyone is doing okay and spending time with their loved ones. i can't explain my inactivity (i literally missed out on so many emails for collabs i feel so pathetic 😭😭) but i… Continue reading 22 lessons from ’22
﹒☆﹐✨ december wrap-up﹗
Child of the grand old winter, December floateth by; And the ground without is bare and white As the moon in the cloudless sky. The wind blows cold and dreary, Across the whitened plain; And we see the oaks with their branches bare, Through the frost on the window pane. But within where the yule-log's… Continue reading ﹒☆﹐✨ december wrap-up﹗
man up, man up, man up!
hihii i wrote this poem a while back. it focuses on male mental health and the importance of it. honestly, there's so much toxic masculinity (fem typa guys >>>) that it's really not safe for our guys out there ): i just hope to normalize the view of how it is okay to break down sometimes only to get back up stronger!!
‸◟﹒decoy to destroy ﹒♩
we live in a time where we think our opinion is the truth,in this world of fraud and fumes.every thought, expertise critic - absolute,as though finding way to our own doom. conspiracy theories do things to this mind,too much speculation with little to no proof - not seen,as though the whole of humankind is blind.oh,… Continue reading ‸◟﹒decoy to destroy ﹒♩
﹒☆﹐🐕 november wrap-up﹗
umm haha can we ignore how this post is like 10 days late 💀💀and also how i'm running out of colors?? The vine leaves against the brick walls of my house, Are rusty and broken. Dead leaves gather under the pine-trees, The brittle boughs of lilac-bushes Sweep against the stars … -Amy Lowell, November My… Continue reading ﹒☆﹐🐕 november wrap-up﹗
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