@cathhh You find even a greater preoccupation/obsession than the 1st one, works 100%.

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nore time would lash my senses, nore i would waste it. they will ran me over, they will empty that cup. never you mind the wind has a change and this will be my last sigh. let them. let them see me as that same little cup that is full, i know what they don't about this. i know what will be spilled into nothing to fill the mind of them.

@_maya_ DM.... Ive been told that im talented at rp.... must have at least a partial sexual element....

Yeah, or maybe

@swagath-unnithan My handwriting is more eligible when I use a pen and I like that they write darker, but pencil can be erased and can write light or dark depending on the pressure put on it. For that reason, I think pencils are better but I still write with pens more often

I have one story that would appreciate if ya'll looked at and commented! https://www.wattpad.com/myworks/174028208-alumit here it is and thank you!

keep it up! make a poetry about Millennial vs. Centennial

@durwin maybe i didn't ask the question properly..By "text" i meant any kind of written things,not only books ...and google also contains "texts" according to my definition

@footballfan we are both new, how bout an add and a message?

@lostintrees said in Seeking readers for poetry and creative writing: Morning at the water Mist rose from the river this morning. The sun's rising cast the early light. In the cool of the raveen, some apparition illuminates, lingering and still. As stumbling upon deer, cautiously frozen, awaiting my next move. It loomed above the moving mirrored surface. Silently hovering. The constant rush over rocky river bed below fills all the space in my ears. The damp air smells of wood and earth, hints of cedar. It strikes some soothing chord within me. I close eyes and breathe the verdant essence of lush loam and lichen. The sounds of life force rushing its watery path. No ranger am I, but I feel inside that part of me has been here through my eternity. Like some ancient spirit of the forest that forgot its home. My fingers push through the moss and feel it's sponge. My feet through the grass and gravel, sand between my toes. No street can give me, no buildings strike awe, no home or garden holds the wonder, of the trails I've followed along. Beautiful! I can actually imagine myself near a river bank...this is refreshing

@Jacob55 make it gay

@rosestar Warning: offensive content ahead spoiler Oops sorry for that, just tried to write one

@sky95 I just went through an exact same situation.... sounds like she's waiting on you to tell her how you feel and what you're thinking. You have to take risky chances sometimes ya know? Or you'll never know. Maybe she doesn't know how to tell you how she feels because she's scared of ruining the special connection between the 2 of you. I think that she might be thinking of you. Wondering what she's supposed to do now. Maybe she'll say something to you in person next time ya'll see each other or whatever. If one things for sure, sounds like there's something special between you two. Just look her in the eyes and ask her how she feels about you. Maybe that's all she's waiting for. For you to ask the question. Hey man, go for it!

Stars look brighter than Sun... I need to lay here. Sky is relaxing me...

@evan-elderson Literally anything and everything

@happygolucky You blow in the wind, and I cannot begin, to tell you how good that feels, as you wait with me you'll know all that this entails.

@happygolucky Why thank you for looking into my words, seeing what others have heard, but it's nice to have someone else with a new perspective, to see my words and my collective, words that I've built over time, and I'll never let regret put on that grime, I'll keep polishing myself so I shine, and use the mistakes, that have come in my wake, to make sure nothing repeats, but we're only human so no matter what sometimes your feet, tap to that same beat.

Gunga Din.

Tanx yall