wilfred owen poems

poetry and random stuff I made up, not only as a coping mechanism. but also as a way to let my mind not explode. (figuratively)

Love is an inevitable feeling for one another. However, it has the challenges to be faced by one another, not just the tempo and rhythm experienced and felt by one another, but by promises and what it takes to be with on another. This book entrails about the words of romance.

A book of poems that I made for fun. Each poem is different so if you dislike one then just know there are many different types. The newest poems are better then the older poems.

Something dark is awakening in the city. An ancient horror that if unleashed will spell disaster for humanity and all the non-humans of the world. Danica Logan is a survivor but lacks direction in her life. Born without a Pack or a wolf she has survived in the city through sheer stubbornness. Now her secret double life is about to be exposed as she is thrown into not only a new pack but becomes the target of the ancient horror for her unique talent that she has yet to discover. WARNING : this book has strong language from the start, a lot of scenes of violent or adult nature. And twists a lot of generally accepted rules. If you are of the sensitive disposition look away.

This is not a novel or anything(sorry if you came here thinking this was a novel), this just something I am doing to pass my time and boredom. Basically in this I will be posting a chapter with a quote and poem every day, what kind of quote and poem? Read to find out. By the way the quotes and poem will not be mine.

This is my first poetry to my BFF, written on March 7th, 2023. Peach blossom bloomed as gorgeous as bloom rain By: Amoureax Amant Peach blossom bloomed as gorgeous as bloom rain, at branch in full peach blossom on mountain, but left tree branch with wind through amber lake, toward fragrant sea like drifting snowflake. Just left when butterfly danced through peach tree, just left when hummingbird echoed with bee, when rising sun turned dark cloud peach blossom, when drifting rain fell from misty cloud dome. What if peach blossom stayed till September, peach blossom might neither dance through water, nor travel with light breeze through small arbor, toward vast sea like boat sailed from harbor. What if peach asked of peach blossom's journey, here's the answer, freer than in valley.

This is my second poetry to my BFF, written on October 28th, 2023. I envied redwood stretched toward heaven By: Amoureax Amant I envied redwood stretched toward heaven, whose branch in branch like hand in cloud ocean, whose leaves like thread weaved curtain covered sky, whose spot like stage light lit for butterfly. I envied stray bird hummed with bugs echo, whose siren song spread through redwood shadow, whose feather swirled like lone-drifting snowflake, whose wings like flash slipped through green amber lake. I envied cowboy rode through siren sight, whose horse ran on green sea plain at twilight, whose gun aimed at wild deer in green forest, whose bonfire cooked deer meat in light gauze mist. I envied fish blew bubble in amber, whose bubble bloomed as gorgeous as flower.

This is a book of poetry dedicated to the one I love.

This book contains 80 different random types of poems that is done by a friend before its birthday, who also likes to appreciate by her friend.

This book is undergoing revision. Am thankful for your understanding? This book includes my poems from my previous account. I put them here because I can't open that account anymore. So if you happen to encounter that book "Memories of us: Remembered by me", don't worry, its my own very first book and I did not steel. I just move and merge in this book so I can continue my writing. Hope you'll understand? And contents is expected to be short but some poems are lengthy as well. Enjoy???? ------------------------------------------ CONVO Truth is everywhere. But it can't be explained clearly. What can really be explained is not truth. What can be explained is reason. But since ancient times, there has no division between truth and reason. I don't know what truth is, but I stick to reason and pursue truth. I can't say it clearly. All depends on comprehension. -?- ----------------------------------- POEMS "I am a queen" I reign to command I fight to conquer Yet I didn't get what I want And didnt own who I like We were near to the end But I didn't get you I insist to fight for you Yet we still need to end here I fight with might You play it cool I wish with hope You shuttered it full -❤ella --------------------------------------------------- Please Support my first book This is a book of poems and dialogues. ???