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Dieses Buch ist eine Gedichts- und Gedankensammlung, welche sich mit den Themen Liebe, Verlust, Schmerz, Coming of Age und der damit verbundenen Trauer sowie Lebensfreude befasst. Ein perfekter Begleiter für Momente voller Ruhe, regnerische Tage zuhause oder für stille Momente draußen in der Sonne. Wie ein Tagebuch kann es immer und überall mit hingenommen werden. This book is a collection of poems and thoughts that deal with the topics of love, loss, pain, coming of age and the associated grief and enjoyment of life. A perfect companion for moments of complete peace, rainy days at home or for time outside in the sun. Like a diary, it can be taken anywhere at anytime.
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Seitenzahl: 39
Greta Juli ist eine junge Autorin aus Essen. Ihr erstes Buch schrieb sie bereits mit zwölf Jahren. Darauf folgten viele weitere Romane, die sich hauptsächlich mit den Themen Coming of Age, Schicksalsschläge sowie Freundschaft und Liebe beschäftigen.
Tarned As The Sun ist ihr erstes Poetry-Buch, welches sie mit siebzehn Jahren ebenfalls zum ersten Mal auf Englisch verfasste.
Gerade schreibt sie an ihrem zweiten Werk im gleichen Stil von Tarned As The Sun.
Greta Juli is a young author from Essen Germany. She wrote her first book at the age of twelve. This was followed by many other novels which mainly deal with the topics of coming of age, strokes of fate as well as friendship and love.
Tarned As The Sun is her first poetry book which she also wrote in English for the first time when she was seventeen.
She is currently working on her second work in the same style like Tarned As The Sun.
Tarned As The Sun
Stronger
You said
Pain
Mirror
Waiting
Miracle
Like the biggest fault
Lonely
Flowers
Your words, still there
Mom
Fix me
Control
Back
How?
Our last night
If I die
Thank you
Words
All I can do
Thin
Never a waste of time
About growing
Sisters
You
To my old me
See you clearer now
One year
Until
July
Touch me
Only a fraction
Start now
Now, the romantic part of me speaks
Breaking
Why we still believe in beauty
Smoke
Evil spirits
Poetry
Don´t want to be nice anymore
Grow
Blank Papers
Feelings
Again, and again
Moon
Happy
Sunday evening
No!
After Everything
Jealous
Better
Prettier
First Kiss
Kill those words
Now
The reason
Wings
Still on his way
Pretty
Papa
The opposite of loneliness
Like Prison
Opposites
Rush
Future me
What makes me happy?
Wearing The Love
Baby
Out Of Town
Everything
Death
No robot
What I am
Help me
Little things
Pity
Embrace
Something
I don´t need you anymore
Blackbirds singing
Heartbreak can be some kind of magic
Love
A Part of Everything
Fade
Daughter
Believe me
I need no fairytale anymore
The Sun Will Come Up
Seeing you
WE ARE BEAUTIFUL
What will happen, eighteen?
Shy
Wires
Watching you fall
Cry
Take care
Strange
Just okay
Edge
Hearts
Holding you
Put your sunglasses on
I´m on my way
Collecting
Painting my pain
Hurt somebody
Memory
The worth of my life
Love Letter
Bravest girl on earth
It will be better
Twelve years
Tough
I don ´t know
This morning
Can´t help me anymore
It´s me
Today
Lover, come over
Timeline
Begin Again
Dream
Every little tiny dot
You are free
Slave
Ghost
Too sensitive
Lost
Rain
Stay optimistic
Without you
Mystery
Enough
Ultimately The Moon
Here speaks the soul of a broken heart
trying to find her voice back
after an enigmatic storm came (tarned as the beautiful sun)
took away her words, her mind
and left nothing behind than
silence
- So here I come back
when you are at the edge
on the ground
on the ugly truth
on the bitter place of your own
time
after
time
you become stronger and braver
and
more you
than ever before,
trust me,
braver
and
stronger
and
you, you, you.
- time is a healer
First you said you need time
You said you´re not sure about everything
You said okay, let´s talk
You said you just see me as a friend anymore
You said please, don´t cry
You said you´ll find the right one, one day
You said we still can be friends
Me, desperate and broken, said „okay“
I wrote to you, many times
And than
in spite of all your words
and promises
you never said anything to me
again
- It´s you ´re cowardice which hurts me most