he was there, then he was gone.
the only thing that was left
was the memories we made together.
author's note:
thank you so much for 500+ reads on falling ashes! i'm very grateful for my readers, even if they're only my friends and a few very supportive readers! this book was started back in late 2016, so most of what i've written is very old. as i'm updating and wrapping up falling ashes, i will be publishing newer poetry that i'm proud of. please bare a little bit longer through my very bad poetry, and again, thank you thank you thank you to my readers!
p.s. i've already published a new poetry book called summer past midnight. i'd be very ecstatic if you could check that book out!
edit: lol okay i took down summer past midnight because i'm a bit self-conscious about it so hopefully it be back up in the future with poetry i've written over the summer when it was past midnight.
ŞİMDİ OKUDUĞUN
falling ashes
Şiirthey were falling ashes, specks of destruction that peacefully coated the earth. | old poetry | sorry about the horrible grammar lol i'll try to find some time to look through them and fix my mistakes
