Scribbles Stories

Hello and Namaste whoever stopped by here. Poetry is a beautiful way of communication. It's the remedy of your messy thoughts. This book has got the collection of poems that I used to write during such times. Hope you can find yourself in my words, and relate yourself to the metaphors. Thank you for stopping by. Keep reading.☺😊 Enjoy and keep sharing yours too.

Through a world of ups and downs you might find yourself wondering about life how we came to being. There are too many words to describe it but none to fulfill our emotions our sadness and happiness, our agony and delight, our sunshines and thunderstorms. This is not a fiction it's a reality of somebody who is out in the universe who is just like you a human being that laughs and crys that has felt insecure at times and strong at some that thinks random thoughts and writes her heart out when she feels a lot of emotions rampaging through her mind. This are her thoughts.

This is a collection of my current WIPs (Work-in-progress). Some of these may be no more than daily scribbles...dribbles...or random thoughts...but some may be much more. Welcome to the inner workings of my brain...I hope you like my world! *Beware* you may leave here a little more crazy than you first came!

these are my thoughts, the things I scribble on my hand when I see a couple kissing or a father hugging his daughter. I think it'd be a stretch to say I'm poetic but I'm not as thoughtless as I am quiet, so I hope you find some truth in them- not that there is any. Highest ranking: #398 in POETRY (3-28-17)

So I decided to make a book for my drawings for those who might be awaiting the update to my other book. This an pass your time xD

Just my first relatable writeup!! Hope it brings some sort of satisfaction

Short storys/poems. I'M NOT THE ONLY AUTHOR! @DevilsAngle13 IS ALSO AN AUTHOR!

Maybe it was a mistake to embark on this journey. You stare at the boundless ocean, an overwhelming blue from above the horizon to below. As it is the only thing you see for days on end, you begin to be somewhat familiar with the fickly nature of weather and water. Whatever the sky wills, the ocean follows; through the folds of storms to the idyllic streams of sunlight, they become synonymous to each other. For now, the wind has reached a standstill which left the ocean to be unusually slack. Distantly, you remember how alluring the ocean was from the shore, how it beckoned you to venture forth to new lands, only to gain the opposite effect once you waded too far inwards. It stares back at you with double the intensity, reinforced with an eerie calm. You think of your easel at home, situated by your bedroom window. You feel the itch to etch its emptiness felt deep from the pit in your stomach across the blank canvas spread. To let go of the grip of the unwavering blue, lapping against your boat, teasing to swallow you whole, and trap it into a tangible form where it will forever reside in the finite dimensions of length and width. Ah.... but there are still some ways to go. ----------------------------------------------- If you want more art from me, I have some in my spam book in chapters 3, 41, 46, 48, 52, 56, 61, 62. I might spontaneously delete this book.

Just some responses to writing prompts that may turn into longer story's latter :)

a compilation of some of my drafts and scribbles written digitally and manually over the years; topics range from sunsets to pancakes :) photos used are mine, as well. good day to you!

"I do not seek the judgement of others..."

Random scribbles about, and on anything and everything in life.

vulnerability at its finest poetic form. cover by plutointhestars

Yo! And hello! The name is Jay. This is basically a book of series of my arts, rants, doodles, scribbles, scraps and other trash like that. Yeah, basically an Art Book. Art Trade: Closed Request: Open I recommend looking at the latest drawing. The first couple of drawings are kind of scraps.

Stuff that I write down in hopes of finding others with the same opinions because it's hard to relate to other people with b/c they have opposite opinions. h e l p m e. Might be some rants slipped in here or there. OMG OPINIONS scary! no one can have different opinions than me! deal with it man. maybe some ranty reviews.

Random highlights of my mundane thoughts.

all of our emotions make a sound, and this is the melody of mine

Different scenarios at different lengths. Some short some long. Some serious some maybe funny? All of them are snidbits of unfinished thoughts and scenes from my head.

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