- Memories
- Brown puppy
- Japanese eyes
- Yearn for you
- Flowers
- Poetry
- Chasing a butterfly
- Give me more
- Drugs
- Warm hand
- Tuck tuck
- Conversation
- Nocturnal voice
- Stars
- Vulnerable
- Clock
- Clock
- Room
- Shore
- Bitter
- Manual
- You
- Dimples
- Plastic
- Woman
- Albatros Victor
- Ghosts
- Eternity
- Games
- Sunlight
- Laughter
- Cigarette
- Realiti questions
- Unlovable
- Whisky
- Night flowers
- Eaglet Katalea
- Pyjamas
- Oh
- Sleep
- Whisky
- Unlovable
- Autumn
- Lonely corner
- T,J,H
I ran out of writings
Back in my shell
Counting the seconds
When I will hear her nocturnal voice again.









Powerfully penned, Amethyste. Waiting on inspiration from one’s muse is a journey through peeks and valleys indeed. Appreciate you.
Damian
Thank you Damian.