Wobbly is a collection of poems extracted from the brain of a somewhat stable twenty-something-year-old.Beth Hitchman has strived to understand her truth about the world all her life and has found a way to make sense of how she thinks and feels within her poetry. A brutally honest collection of thoughts and feelings divided into four main topics: love, the world, self-discovery and hard to talk about emotions. Beth dives deep into these topics to give the w...

FROM THE SUNDAY TIMES BESTSELLING AUTHOR OF I WISH I KNEWA book for the passionate and warm-hearted among us, Love explores every type of affection and helps us to nurture our most precious connections.This collection invites us to keep space open for the love in our lives and to remember that it can be found in the most unexpected places.From familial ties to friendship and romantic love, these poems show...

A 3 books series:a) Purpose: Meaningful poetry covering societal, religious and political issues. The topics cover sexual harrassment in Egypt, religious spiritual trip and the author's struggle with Africa and its history.b) Depression: We go on a a trip as the author shares his experience with depression, what depression is, its symptoms and advice on how to manage it.c) Love: a scrambled timeline of emotions (mistakes), lessons and a summary of what men should never...

Poems from my emotions. Emotions which includes disappointments, happiness, achievements, motivation and life. Poems which relate to everyone. Poems which will bring you up when you are down. Poems which will make you not give up when you hit the rock bottom. They are for me, for you and for everyone. They talk about future, present and past. They talk about what could have been and what could be. They talk about the things which you should not ever forget. There are twenty five poems all ...

One thingThat you haveTo always know is trueHowever longEternity isIt won't be enoughFor me to stop loving you

A man, haunted; some loch ness madness lurking beneath the scruffy surface. Rolling stones trip broken bones, a stitch won’t darn this time. Abandoned, a breath of freedom desired away from the fires of Hell. A disciplined panther stalking with bated breath; pounce, or pursue no further. Anguished cries, darkening eyes. My favorite zest. You are too beautiful for iron bars, even incarcerated amongst the stars which you outshine.

Golden rule to remember when looking for some alone time: If your whiskers touch the sides, it's a good place to hide.Mirrors are not other cats.For the sophisticated cat about town, this indispensable paw-book provides witty advice and pearls of kitty wisdom that will make sure your life is always full of naps, cardboard boxes and mice to chase - from perfecting your curtain-scratching technique to getting your head stroked without looking as though you wanted it.

If we have never known a true friend, we miss out on one of life's greatest blessings. The fault lies with us and not in our stars. The blessings of a warm, sincere and enduring friendship do not drop unbidden from the sky. We have to deserve it before we can have it. In plain terms, we have to be the kind of person somebody else would want as a friend. That is the only way a rewarding friendship can form, develop and strengthen with the passage of time.No man is an island, not eve...

Poems about love, politics, nature and more. Poems written on Medium.com. First year of writing poems.

A short exercise. Two people and a dog take a hike. Brief synopsis: the dog is preoccupied with small furry creatures. The humans have their own issues to deal with.

Hearts of Soldiers is a book of poems that portray the hearts of many human beings that struggle every day with their emotional and mental thoughts. Their struggles that thrives from pain they have consumed from many hurtful events in their lives. Soldiers are people who are in the front line of battles which positions them to witness, experience and feel painful events in this world. This book shows us that everyone is a soldier fighting a battle within ourselves and what we go through gi...

Another day in this time today. Come see me bleed. Cry the wind in winter sins. Dark blue skies. Days come and go. Falling down a crowded world. It's morning once again. Let me be your sun. Morning falls once again. My blood will burn,. My face. Open books to see my pain. Reality killed the one that is real. Rip my flesh. Sad and sadder still we get. Seven sick and lonely days. Sick for love. Silver angels dance in circles. Simple little toys. Sky grows cold.