Unknown letters   (Lorraine Ohiars)
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Writing is like my every day work I keep it in my daily routine
Joined 25 May 2020


Writing is like my every day work I keep it in my daily routine
Joined 25 May 2020
12 DEC 2022 AT 15:38

Here I write my last quote in this app
In the winter noon of December
My bed is my throne
Fingers bleed ink
My phone is the paper
My palace in my head

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29 MAR 2022 AT 11:59

"And what do you call a memory in a physical form?"
- A Ghost

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13 FEB 2022 AT 10:07

There will always be a void, an empty space
No matter how much you pretend to be ok
I'll see and know but won't bother you to open up
So that you'll keep your wounds covered and I'll keep mine.

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22 JAN 2022 AT 21:32

guy named peter parker
I asked immediately who are you
He replied, "your childhood, that you forgot
An essence of that excitement you used to feel
Watching me punching the villains in my 2D world
You yourself had wished for me to be here"
He was too sweet to be born in this world
I told him "you belong to that dimension
Please return to your place..
I no longer remember my childhood dear"

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18 JAN 2022 AT 12:32

My eyes crave sleep in some dark nights
But like the wandering rodents
My heart seeks something
A thin thread of longing that has chained my heart
And tied it to a grave of memories disguised as a lover
Now it's over
There are some wounds that I can't cover

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12 JAN 2022 AT 15:31

do you keep all your burdens
When your soul goes heavy
Nobody wonder where do you heal yourself
After burning yourself for their love of warmth
Nobody thinks how do you smile
After storing years of pain in your soft heart
But they all ask
"How can you make such a silly mistake?"
It happens
It happens to everyone

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8 JAN 2022 AT 22:00

She was smiling
It was enough for me
To suffer existence

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8 JAN 2022 AT 21:47

The rain this time showered numbness
I couldn't look away
And you couldn't make eye contact
It was the night that cried, not me I promise

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5 JAN 2022 AT 15:00

Sometimes I wonder how precious my life would be
If I could ever become the sin of a saint

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28 DEC 2021 AT 15:02

Desperately waiting to be read
To be loved and valued
But only a few chose to become artists
Who recognize and understand them
Instead of being understood

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