Grief is the certainty that ahead of you is something else you never chose. It’s that wilted rose. That empty wall. The blank stare that meets your gaze. It is the end of days.
a repository of experimental haiku & poetry
Poetry and Short Prose by #1 Amazon Best-Selling Author Gabriela Marie Milton
Writing, Poetry, Short Stories, Reviews, Art Contests
poems and ruminations written in homespun plain language that everybody can understand.
Understanding ourselves and the world we live in.
"Be obscure clearly." - E B White
Unleashing the beauty of creativity
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Sharing tidbits of my world
Music | Literature | People.
Aspiring to be the best at writing. Poetry lover, haiku and free verse to be precise, I hope to one day master
“ There is no world without Verona, but purgatory, torture, hell itself. ” – Romeo & Juliet – Act III, Scene III, Verse XVII