Rika : Writing

Alive

Alive

A Poem by Rika


The tips of my fingers grew cold. Why won’t someone warm them up? No one was ever their to cheer me up. I was so lonely with no meaning no purpo..
Dark Knight

Dark Knight

A Poem by Rika


Oh dark knight How you shine in the moon light In the waters you gleam Your refection glows But still your very soul dwells in the dark As you stand n..
light of an angel

light of an angel

A Poem by Rika


Your presence allures me It also ensures me That I'll be protected Never neglected Your wings glow white All through the night As you fly gracefully I..
Fallen Angel

Fallen Angel

A Poem by Rika


I’m sorry my dear beloved but I have fallen. So far not within anyones reach not even yours. But you try any way, why is that? Why do you try to..
Is any of this real?

Is any of this real?

A Poem by Rika


I’m always standing in the day light wandering is this real? Is there any thing more than this? I wonder if this is a dream. Even though I feel ..
Im a cat meow(the first thing i ever wrote)

Im a cat meow(the first thing i ever wrote)

A Story by Rika


Now this is horrible, the first thing i ever freken wrote.

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