Hi there. I am Elli. I actually nicknamed myself Elli. I am 21 and dreading turning another year older by November. I write brain farts, rants, poems and sometimes, just sometimes, short stories. I fill silences with words and kill time with words. I read, listen, and write. My whole being revolves around literature – how I perceive and express it. I am a child of the bloody/inky pen.
I rouse from the lap of ocean.. rose up down now and than… flew on on the wings of clouds.. walk play and commit many fouls… Collide with mighty mountains.. feeling cavalier..without any pain… a sudden my tears rushing down
A sky naked without clouds Is no fun to watch and spend time Shapeless clouds floating around Makes the sky to be filled in charm People’s mind is just like a plain sky Without dreams and hopes at infancy Mind
Look how the sky changes rapidly though as in fazes stopping still the clouds do hoover like above the trees to look we turn our faces dim though the reality seems recollecting our midnight dreams Dark and rampant with the
Like a stingray it stung me tonight the new moon. A live flame lobbing the sparks. The seduction had bypassed the sleezy love of white egrets. When are you going to make a history by failing to fall? Can I