Annie Writes; A Collection of Short Verses
As always mentioned, writing is a kind of therapy for me. I write whenever I feel down or even happy. I scribble any word that rhymes, or not. It is also a kind of practice for the many forgotten things such as words and elements of writing.
I am no great writer. I just like jotting down snippets of my day or fleeting thoughts that will soon be forgotten. The subjects may or may not be my actual experiences, but a glimpse of what really goes inside my head.
I write with no specific purpose nor set topics. My works are open for interpretations, hoping that you’ll find even just one that you can relate to or just like the sound of it. So here they are. Enjoy!
Note: Can you tell what the subject of the verses are? In what situation do you think it’s applicable? How do you think the author feels? What is she thinking
I looked and looked,
I’m neither fool nor folly,
What good is love,
I was chased by a monster,
Tired and dispirited?
You call it garbage,