aa milne poems

poetry and random stuff I made up, not only as a coping mechanism. but also as a way to let my mind not explode. (figuratively)

A book of poems that I made for fun. Each poem is different so if you dislike one then just know there are many different types. The newest poems are better then the older poems.

This is not a novel or anything(sorry if you came here thinking this was a novel), this just something I am doing to pass my time and boredom. Basically in this I will be posting a chapter with a quote and poem every day, what kind of quote and poem? Read to find out. By the way the quotes and poem will not be mine.

This is my first poetry to my BFF, written on March 7th, 2023. Peach blossom bloomed as gorgeous as bloom rain By: Amoureax Amant Peach blossom bloomed as gorgeous as bloom rain, at branch in full peach blossom on mountain, but left tree branch with wind through amber lake, toward fragrant sea like drifting snowflake. Just left when butterfly danced through peach tree, just left when hummingbird echoed with bee, when rising sun turned dark cloud peach blossom, when drifting rain fell from misty cloud dome. What if peach blossom stayed till September, peach blossom might neither dance through water, nor travel with light breeze through small arbor, toward vast sea like boat sailed from harbor. What if peach asked of peach blossom's journey, here's the answer, freer than in valley.

This is my second poetry to my BFF, written on October 28th, 2023. I envied redwood stretched toward heaven By: Amoureax Amant I envied redwood stretched toward heaven, whose branch in branch like hand in cloud ocean, whose leaves like thread weaved curtain covered sky, whose spot like stage light lit for butterfly. I envied stray bird hummed with bugs echo, whose siren song spread through redwood shadow, whose feather swirled like lone-drifting snowflake, whose wings like flash slipped through green amber lake. I envied cowboy rode through siren sight, whose horse ran on green sea plain at twilight, whose gun aimed at wild deer in green forest, whose bonfire cooked deer meat in light gauze mist. I envied fish blew bubble in amber, whose bubble bloomed as gorgeous as flower.

This is a book of poetry dedicated to the one I love.

This book contains 80 different random types of poems that is done by a friend before its birthday, who also likes to appreciate by her friend.

This book is undergoing revision. Am thankful for your understanding? This book includes my poems from my previous account. I put them here because I can't open that account anymore. So if you happen to encounter that book "Memories of us: Remembered by me", don't worry, its my own very first book and I did not steel. I just move and merge in this book so I can continue my writing. Hope you'll understand? And contents is expected to be short but some poems are lengthy as well. Enjoy???? ------------------------------------------ CONVO Truth is everywhere. But it can't be explained clearly. What can really be explained is not truth. What can be explained is reason. But since ancient times, there has no division between truth and reason. I don't know what truth is, but I stick to reason and pursue truth. I can't say it clearly. All depends on comprehension. -?- ----------------------------------- POEMS "I am a queen" I reign to command I fight to conquer Yet I didn't get what I want And didnt own who I like We were near to the end But I didn't get you I insist to fight for you Yet we still need to end here I fight with might You play it cool I wish with hope You shuttered it full -❤ella --------------------------------------------------- Please Support my first book This is a book of poems and dialogues. ???

Love is an inevitable feeling for one another. However, it has the challenges to be faced by one another, not just the tempo and rhythm experienced and felt by one another, but by promises and what it takes to be with on another. This book entrails about the words of romance.

https://www.patreon.com/RavensURL Amelia Patrick was your average college student and gamer. Her life was pretty full between her coursework and normal life during the day and her time as a Chronicler and Magical Academy Instructor in Awakened Aspirations Online at night. Suddenly she's dealing with what, time travelers? Virtual Reality ending super level quests? Singing to monsters? Was that a cooking showdown? Amelia just wanted to putter around in her favorite online game not be involved in some super elaborate game world-ending nonsense. There's something to be said for simplicity, and after she is somewhat forcibly recruited into the party led by the enigmatic Devil in White, Aidan, it takes all her wits to just stay afloat. That's not even mentioning the one-armed hurricane named Raven who seems to be taking every possible chance to drive Amelia crazy. Or the tall and handsome Forsythe, a swordsman of incredible skill, few words, and cold eyes. And who is Fred? Why should she fear him? Or not fear him for that matter? --------------------- Vol. I Amelia and her compatriots adventure forth in an all original VRMMO named Awakened Aspirations Online, run by a powerful corporate AI where the upper ceiling of content has yet to be found, skills are being discovered every day, and it's popular to let the world watch you while you quest. ------------------- "You need rules at some point. It was a world far beyond normal rules. Magic. Skills. HP. True death." Aidan sighed. "The rules were 'strike the enemy', 'press forward', 'you are a human being', 'live', 'don't let them die', 'this is the real world', 'laugh and love', 'mourn and grieve', 'remember'." "What's 10?" Amelia asked, counting twice. "Secret," Forsythe said. He was grinning uncharacteristically. "C'mon. We gotta tell her!" Raven complained. "Make an exception." Aidan finally supplied. "Well, what is it then?" Amelia demanded. "Make an exception," Aidan repeated. "Look I get the other ones, mostly, but that last one…" Amelia complained. "There comes a spot in your journey where sometimes you have to break a rule. So we had to have a rule about it." Aidan explained. "Like when?" Amelia chuckled. "Those are pretty all-encompassing generic rules." "Like when we fought the final boss and died," Aidan said simply, silencing her. "I imagined more," Forsythe admitted. "Rules?" Aidan asked, perplexed. "No, from death," Forsythe said.