Letter Community

Old poem :P

“Letters from the Painter” "He writes to me from cities that smell of rain and old museums. His letters arrive slowly— like migrating birds that remember my window. Inside them there are stories of colors. Of a river in Florence that refused to stay still long enough to be painted. Of a woman... read more

My Wfe

​Hello, I hope you are having a great time My name is Guru. I am 19 years old, currently pursuing my B.E. in Computer Science and Engineering. ​I live my life with a clear purpose. While others my age are distracted, I spend my time researching Advanced Artificial Intelligence and Physics-Informed... read more

Old poem I like >_<

“Confession to a Bartender” "Pour me another glass— no, leave the bottle. Tonight I have brought with me a heart too full for one small table. You see that man I keep describing? The one who smells of turpentine, rain, old books, and distances? He is a painter. No— he is worse than that. He... read more

✨Forearm Sleeve 🌻✨

‼️Disclaimer: music is v v loud, ope 😳.‼️ My first major piece is my sleeve that I got after my Grandma Judy passed away. It has her handwriting from a letter that I found in a Bible of mine after her death. In the letter she shares a beautiful poem (I can also share here when I have the... (edited) read more

Chillin

Hes just chilling with me watching Red Letter Media.

Star-Crossed

We are all of us a night sky Our bright spots shining upon high The darkest places in which we hide Precious few to whom we dare confide A flare, a flash, for one to see A dwarf, a giant, alien: Me To a sharp eye, meaning derived A supernova, somehow survived A light extinguished,... read more