Poems For Anzac Day

I wrote these sonnets, poems, and quotes; in the darkest hours of my life and I hope some of you could relate. I write with all the love and joy I have for writing, just because I don't publish anything doesn't I still don't write behind closed doors.

A Poem a Day A daily dive into chaos, humor, and heartfelt musings, A Poem a Day is a collection of unpredictable poems that range from silly to sincere. With cheesy rhymes, bizarre metaphors, and the occasional heartfelt gem, it’s a celebration of creativity and the joy of trying something new. Life’s short—why not write a poem about it?

I spent years avoiding poetry, and what happens? Got me when I least expected it. Born after seeing a tv programme. Pushed by a need to escape from writing that epic. Reflexes to landscapes, skyscapes and flowers: Reflexes to music that stirs the beat. Dances. A Poetry Collection.

Collision Course—where four high school friends who could barely keep their eyes open in history class suddenly find themselves racing to the corner store for no reason at all, when—bam—they get hit by a cab. But this isn’t your regular “get hit by a cab and regret life choices” situation. Nope, this is more like getting dragged into a cosmic time-fixing mess with no manual or instructions. Now, these four are stuck as “time janitors,” cleaning up the messes of the universe, but, spoiler alert, none of them are thrilled. The weirdest part? They wake up the next day like nothing happened—except, apparently, they’re now the unofficial time-savers for an invisible entity who just LOVES to throw vague, life-altering ultimatums their way. Classic Thursday, am I right? Ian, the class clown, doesn’t exactly seem ready for interdimensional travel. Claire’s too busy texting to care. Wes thinks this is one big, cosmic prank. And Nora? Well, she’s just excited to see how it all blows up. And the kicker? The world keeps moving on like nothing’s changed, even though everything is about to go completely sideways. Time’s broken, and guess who has to fix it? Yep. These poor, time-traveling teens. What could possibly go wrong?

Here are poems I have written, they are not very good.

Just saw something.

This work incorporates many Chinese elements, making it easier for those interested in Chinese culture to understand the details. For those unfamiliar with it, reading may be a bit challenging, but they can still grasp the general direction of the story. (No harem, no clichés, no overpowered characters, no system, no mindless plot, no feel-good story. Proceed with caution.) When I thought it was just an ordinary day, I found myself captured and taken to the land of demise. When I believed that participating in endless death games was the only way to escape, I realized that people around me were beginning to awaken supernatural powers. When I assumed this place was a "land of god-making," everything started moving toward annihilation.

Hey. This isn't really a story of sorts. It's just my collection of poems that I wrote. I just like writing poems. Drop some power stones if you'd like, that would really help. Not that I'm in desperate need or something, haha. Have a good day. May you never roll a NAT 1 on life.

God is dead. The Devil is dead too. With both the ruler of Heaven and the Matriarch of Hell dead, whatever boundary kept the celestial realm from the human realm was shattered leaving earth to be a planet that was dominated by humans, angels and demons. In this new state of anarchy humanity founded a new police force that specialises in dealing with cases regarding the celestials. Lauren Stark is part of this police force, as well as her partner, her amnesiac Guardian Devil, Evan. The unconventional pair tackle celestial related investigations and man hunts. Evan learns more about his past while Lauren discovers secrets about the celestials and how God died. Join them in a journey of discovery how humanity will continue it's existence in a world without God.......or Satan.

Agent Black is a highly skilled operative of the Defence Corps, a covert organization dedicated to neutralizing the state’s most dangerous threats. But beneath her hardened exterior, she is driven by a deep, unyielding need for revenge. Years ago her sister was murdered brutally but never got justice. Now, the hunt for "The Dark"—the elusive criminal mastermind responsible for countless illegal operations—has become her only focus. The Dark is a figure whispered about in the shadows, a man whose vast network and ruthless influence make him nearly untouchable. Yet Agent Black knows that to find him is not only a mission but a chance to unearth the truth about her sister’s death and expose the corruption that has stained everything she once trusted. But as she dives deeper into a deadly game of cat and mouse, Agent Black must confront the demons of her past—haunted by memories that threaten her resolve and the recruits she is tasked with training. In a world where survival is the price of failure, she is forced to grapple with what she is willing to sacrifice in her quest for vengeance. Can she remain focused enough to take down The Dark, or will the shadows of her own history consume her before she gets the justice she craves? Note: The cover image isn't mine.

A new journey, beautiful future, dreams come true. Come follow my journey to reach the shining star. *I am stuck in description* *Hope you like it !!*

every time I stepped out of my comfort zone I fell in the blossoms feeling not quiet to reach the peak bloom but stay low hidden with the petal hiding the shyness I stood motionless with the both eyes frozen in showiness at the first sight of enchantment

I decided to post some poems I've written and also will post most poems given by anyone, to find out how, read "Anthology Expectations" Please have fun reading these poems.;,;. __ Thank you silentscarlettt for the cover. Please check out her books: https://www.webnovel.com/book/11134602906265805/The-Wheel-of-Transmigration __ To chat with DeJeL and find other novels by DeJeL: tiny.cc/DJLWNC

In his previous life, he was the solitary Majesty who became an immortal machine in human form; in this life, he is Xiaomei, who began to yearn for the flesh after starting from a mechanical body. This is a story about the rational robot Xiaomei and the emotional and confident robot Agui, who stumbled and stumbled to return to their flesh, a journey full of laughter and tears, accompanied by songs and love. The author let the two protagonists fall to the lowest point in their lives at the beginning: penniless, even without their bodies, in the dark valley where there is no existence, they only have each other. However, despite the darkness and loneliness, there are always surprises and sweetness in life. This is another heartwarming adult fairy tale dedicated to the readers by the author, and another great adventure in an unknown world.

making you smile is top priority, smile always.

Young Master Ryou Inherits his father's Million dollar business, and a big mansion. Where he is welcomed by his personal maid, Aimi. All goes well until one unfortunate night, that night... that changes Ryou's life. Will Ryou be able to bargain for his own life? Will he be able to save others? What will happen? Read to find out! *** Yandere, Romance, Master and Maid, CEO, Police investigation, Crime Mystery, and much more! You're in for a good read! - First 10 Chapters ~ 1,000 Words - From 20 - 35 ~ 2,000 - 2,500 words - From 35 - 65 ~ 2,500 words to 5,000 words - From 65 ~ 2500 - 4000 words

Set ope all shutters, that the day come in Like a sea or a din! Let not a nook of useless shade compel Thoughts of the night, or tell ...

After Astraea's disappearance, everything changed. Sorin got depressed. Soteria became angry and disappointed in his first son. Zemira cracked. ...and Cassian...well, he was lonely...again. Everyone thought she was dead except Cassian and Sorin. They knew she was out there somewhere, but where? It had been fifteen years. Then one day, Sorin saw a familiar pair of grey eyes and was instantly drawn to who had them. Astra, the granddaughter of the Sarissa of Holeian, an enemy of Thurtian.

Just some poems, you might not even consider thinking of them as one, but for me they are, at least.

a collection of poems by a teen girl..about the reality and the sad truths about life..