Ioana Georgiana : Writing

Why December

Why December

A Story by Ioana Georgiana


I've always had a thing for winter. Some sort of odd fascination. Maybe it's the transition from dead and withered nature we experience in the autumn..
A Silent Thank You

A Silent Thank You

A Poem by Ioana Georgiana


Role models,I have no otherBigger than my mother.So today she,Should be praisedFor the way I was raised.I learned ways,How to behave politelySay pleas..
Nightingale's Trill

Nightingale's Trill

A Story by Ioana Georgiana


I'm sitting in my car, late at night. The sky is painted with a rich shade of blue. Tiny silver speckles peek through this nocturnal masterpiece. The ..
Light A Candle

Light A Candle

A Poem by Ioana Georgiana


Inspired by the tragic fire at a club in Bucharest, I turned grief into art.
Letter to a heartbreaker

Letter to a heartbreaker

A Poem by Ioana Georgiana


I wish you knew, What I desire to do But I'm lacking the power, To give into you. I need more than This simple conversation we have, ..
If Only She Knew

If Only She Knew

A Story by Ioana Georgiana


Regrets of unrequited love
An Ode to Autumn

An Ode to Autumn

A Poem by Ioana Georgiana


The continuous crinkling murmur,Of crisp autumn leavesQuivering beneath my feet,Their end is nigh.The sky's menacing tempest,A protest of Mother Na..
pain is

pain is

A Poem by Ioana Georgiana


painis beginningpainis endiwonder why do we pretendto live a life so purecarefreewhen we're notwhat we're supposed to be
humans

humans

A Poem by Ioana Georgiana


we are humanswe do wrongwithout speakingwe bring joy without touchingifwe weren't meantto destroy and createthen why is it so beautiful to even exist?
for her

for her

A Poem by Ioana Georgiana


for she has seen lightlet her be lightfor she has been in the darklet her be freefor she has sufferedlet her grievefor she has endured everythinglet h..