Mr. Stud has been trying to sleep for hours. The flickering light on his bedside table seemed to harmonise with his incessant breathing. He tossed and turned a few times and pressed his head against the soft pillow resting on top of him, closed his eyes and tried not to think about anything else. He… Continue reading The Wedding Jitters
She was born out of hatred and intense desire for revenge Her heart hides a thousand secrets, destructive, manipulative. She is the nameless ghost of the past, a nebulous creature wandering the terra firma of mortals for centuries, elusive. She is the evil incarnate, banished from hell, coveted the freedom of human, envied the innocence… Continue reading Fire and Brimstone
The crescent moon talked to me last night, it lulled me with stories from galaxies unknown, of love and sacrifice, of betrayal and redemption. The northern lights whispered a sonata of secrets, a cosmic wonderland of unwritten magic and enchantments. My mind drifted into space, the mikrokosmos told me to find you among the ruins… Continue reading Mikrokosmos
Rose petals, scattered on the floor The smell of chocolate permeating through the air Scented candles, flickering Two hearts, beating unsteadily Uttering promises of tomorrow, lips becoming one Unclad and exposed, falling deeper. Every touch is an echo, every move is a sign Their shadows danced in the darkness No words spoken, no words needed.
His hair is a palette of different colours Pink tulips in a garden of sublime beauty and elegance Purple strands of perfection drifting underneath the stars Gold stardust, shimmering in the pale moonlight Glittering, blinding like the sun Orange lust, captivating every hue of human desire Green chameleon, every part of him moves with great… Continue reading 박지민 : The Little Prince
It seemed like my heart decided to choose you even before I knew you existed I saw your face in my dreams Your image kept me awake every night Begged me to find you among the crowd. I memorized the warmth of your embrace even before you touched me The familiar scent of your body… Continue reading Future Love
If you were mine I’d wake you up with flowers every morning I’d kiss you all over like it’s the first time I’d pull you closer and whisper how beautiful you are. If you were mine You’d never hurt again, there’d be no more tears to cry This time, you’d be happier, with… Continue reading The Romantic
When the branches of my existence perish, when the roots of my lifetime withered away, when I leave this world for the other side, who would keep me in their hearts? Who would reminisce the memories I lived? Did I do enough to be remembered? When I travel the lonely road of great divide, turning… Continue reading Memori Morti
Darlings!!!! Do you still remember me? Do you still know who I am? The weird writer who talks too much, worries too much, the one who thinks she's a loser, the cat lover who's eccentric ways offends people, familiar? I hope you still know who I am, I have been away for so long and… Continue reading Did You Miss Me?
Pen and paper. Heartbreaks and promises. Hatred and rainbows. Revenge and chaos. Love and madness. I am Ragazza Triste, a writer, a lover, a sad girl cloistered in my own private bubble. My fragile heart is a caddy of different stories and secrets. My mind is a mercurial chamber of mystic and wonder. My writings… Continue reading The Book Of Sorrow