Hello fans and all!! This is a book I created to put in ideas of poetry and free verse, and free verse poetry. If you’re curious, feel free to peer at each piece of writing!!

Current Free Verse/Poems

1: Bittersweetness

2: Greed

3: Sunflower 

4: In the Books

Bittersweetness:

I wrote this on Monday, April 13th, 2026 to be exact. I’m not really comfortable about sharing what it is about, but I’ll just say that it hits really close to home for me. 

I feel the cool wind on my cheek. It stings. 

The air sings of bittersweet memories.

Lost in a swirling storm of sadness and regret.

However close it may seem, it is always out of reach.

The scent of the leafy plants send me spiraling back 

To the heights of the mountain peaks

The garden full of home made food 

The other garden, named Nectar Garden too.

Oh how I wish to see that place again

Where the blinding bright sun flashes warm on my cheeks

Where flowers bloom and brighten

Where it’s obvious, the salty tang of the sea.

The Golden Gate Bridge stands calmly, watching the vehicles

Stunning, strong, and simply a masterpiece.

And now I shall wait

For my day to come

To ease the sorrow in my heart

Tugging at the thought 

Of transporting back

Please don’t leave.

Not forever. 

Wait for me.

Greed:

I wrote this on April 14th, 2026, and it’s about the greed of men and cravings for things that are well, KIND of useless, I mean you can’t eat it, can’t draw on it, can’t really learn anything about life from it, all you can do is admire it and sell it for money, not everything, just well, the jewels and gold and expensive stuff.  

You can’t stare at it for too long.

The blinding beauty of jewels,

Yet it’s just a facade to hide it’s true horror 

The greed of the men who want gold

Craving for endless pieces

But actually, gold is kind of useless,

Why would you want that?

If you have something fresher and truer. 

The ripe apples glistening in the morning sun, 

Shining like rubies.

The sapphire blue lakes spilling enchanted water,

Clear as crystal.

Don’t go yearning for what you can’t have.

SunFlower:

I don’t know the exact date I wrote it, but I think it was when I was 7. I’m not seven now obviously I have grown up, and it is about a person. A friend. A bestie I actually. Well, left.