author - "Danya Elmalik"
This is my first ever poetry collection, inclusive of poems I haven’t yet released separately to Bookrix, so it probably won’t be as elaborate as some of my individual works, the little there is of those. It comprises six of my most strongly tied works. The first poem in this collection is “The Roaring Warden”, an early poem I wrote that revolves around a dysfunctional mother-daughter relationship. The second is “27th and Crimson Avenue”, a recent poem I wrote inspired by S.E. Hinton’s ‘The
This poem is at best a literary short of a classic romance gone awry told in the point of view of an unnamed narrator, the identity of whom I hope is argued by my audience. I'm not a professional and I don't think the poem has reached it's best stage yet but I'd prefer it if my lack of skill was met with good advice and friendly argument. Note: Some of my keywords are actually hidden themes
We've all had our hours of boredom and without a doubt have invested in ridiculous fantasies to spare ourselves the desperation. Though this short tale does not incorporate much on how this is, it gives a small insight into my unnamed narrator's mind.
The pair of poems closest to my heart are enclosed warmly into the book. I really hope that people think highly of it and its structure. I also want people to comment so I can advance in writing.
A short story adopting the theme of violence and abuse as well as dysfunctional family relations. It consists of much moral meaning so I hope you like it.
This is my first ever poetry collection, inclusive of poems I haven’t yet released separately to Bookrix, so it probably won’t be as elaborate as some of my individual works, the little there is of those. It comprises six of my most strongly tied works. The first poem in this collection is “The Roaring Warden”, an early poem I wrote that revolves around a dysfunctional mother-daughter relationship. The second is “27th and Crimson Avenue”, a recent poem I wrote inspired by S.E. Hinton’s ‘The
This poem is at best a literary short of a classic romance gone awry told in the point of view of an unnamed narrator, the identity of whom I hope is argued by my audience. I'm not a professional and I don't think the poem has reached it's best stage yet but I'd prefer it if my lack of skill was met with good advice and friendly argument. Note: Some of my keywords are actually hidden themes
We've all had our hours of boredom and without a doubt have invested in ridiculous fantasies to spare ourselves the desperation. Though this short tale does not incorporate much on how this is, it gives a small insight into my unnamed narrator's mind.
The pair of poems closest to my heart are enclosed warmly into the book. I really hope that people think highly of it and its structure. I also want people to comment so I can advance in writing.
A short story adopting the theme of violence and abuse as well as dysfunctional family relations. It consists of much moral meaning so I hope you like it.