Poetic Rizz Novels & Stories

I can feel all my bones coming back And I'm craving motion Mama never really learns how to live by herself It's a curse And it's growing You're a pond and I'm an ocean Oh, all my emotions Feel like explosions when you are around And I've found a way to kill the sounds, oh This song’s really hitting me. I can’t say for sure if Lance sang it better but this was just as good if not better. I wonder if Lance had some problems too. I wonder if he’d gone through a lot of shitty things that he’s just able to channel those past experiences through the way he performs the songs with such ease and perfection. I know he’s much older and he most definitely have gone through heartbreaks unlike me.

Just the thought of how it would ruin him was enough to put this crazy girl to sleep. Such was Risha, crazy Risha, for most who knew her; she was a mystery, a rare kind of human, she had beautifully shaped long face, brown sharp and commanding eyes, slightly thick brows, a small pointed nose, and pretty full succulent natural red lips, waist length silky black hair, appealing ups and downs and a dangerous kind of curve that even a miss world would wish for. She had a crisp fair complexion that shun in the sun and kind of glowed in the night, she was of average height with long shapely legs, she was not slim but definitely very far from fat, there was a commanding presence in her personality

” My voice had begun to break. Rizz was seriously going to get me very angry. “You keep asking who she is all the time. You know who she is!! You're just trying to get me mad and all up in my feelings!” For the first time, I had yelled at Rizz. She was funny, but most times she could be borderline annoying. I don't think she knew it, and if she did not, I had to remind her. “Dang, girl! I'm going back to my shell. I'm sorry for hurting you. Oh wow…I guess I talk too much. Rizz you talk too much why can't you keep your mouth shut for once?” Rizz was conflicting herself.

Risa folded her arms across her chest remembering her annoyance earlier Rizal laughed, "Wow, really? By the way, your appearance tonight is really different from usual" "Am I usually not pretty? Is that so? Yes" Risa snapped as usual with the soul of the bar "No, that's not it. You are already the most beautiful in my heart" Rizal teased Instead, she feels happy because Rizal ruffled her, Risa shuddered in horror. "What the heck, stop bragging ah, I'm disgusted by that."

never an expletive (in mint condition): nagsasawa ka na ba?6from the mouth of decadence, the idea of fish balls & tall tales in the streets. from research-groomed Rizalian dream, a #LunetaPark for your religion of sweet air. from media to self irrealis & #Imeldific, a bruise in history-making. from the R-establishment once called a “(r)ehab,” the “first bonga light,” “systems spidering,” at the edge (a slant rhyme for ‘age’)of thirty-three a dirty ice cream is an oasis

A smile glints on my lips. *Hailey Randle, Keep Jay to yourself because Rizz is mine. If you ever come for my Rizz, I'll make you disappear.*

Sparklingness? I told myself I had enough of my ribs aching and entered the car, still laughing. He joined me and the door closed. “You are terrible at rizzing a woman.” “Is that what they call it now? Rizz? I thought it was wooing.” “You’re still terrible at it.” “But I got you to get into the car, didn’t I?” he asked with a smile. “Now you sound like a human trafficker,” I blurted, and his gaze turned to outright shock.

“Alright, you want better rizz? How about this? I’m not here to impress you, Dix. I’m just here to listen. ‘Cause you? You don’t need rizz. You need someone who gets you. Who’s been where you’ve been, who knows what it’s like to carry the weight of the world on their shoulders. And that? That’s me.” “Wow, Trix. You really thought that was gonna work, didn’t you?” I lean back, laughing with her. “Hey, I gave it a shot. Can’t say I didn’t try.” She rolls her eyes, still smiling. “Okay, I’ll give you points for effort. But I’m telling you, you’re rusty. You need to work on that.” “Rusty?” I say, feigning shock. “Nah, I’m just warming up. You haven’t even seen the half of it.”

he walks away I let out a sigh Don't worry mum, I'll find you and am going to free you from him This monster, I hope you're still alive Roses are red And so are some lipstick My poems probably making you guys sick But once you see it you'll know you've come to the end of another episode You could do something better than reading it though Like maybe kissing Santa on a mistletoe Yeah you got me I just wanted a rhyme Thanks for reading my lines (see what I did there) If you laugh you'll surely die Sorry don't be scared I'm just kidding Am probably sure you're wishing for this to end

“If it makes you feel any better, I was too.” An ugly snort slips past my lips before I can stop it, loud enough to make even the pianist flinch. Christ. "They must think I’m a mess." Rizzi taps the back of my hand, a smirk tugging at his mouth as the music resumes, something slow and beautiful that makes my throat tighten. "You’re remarkable. Also, you’re looking in the wrong direction."