" I know you are brave because you faced your worst nightmare and called it just a bad dream. " Warning: common symptoms from reading this book include joy, sadness, tears, laughter, chills, and spontaneous comments. Read at your own risk. HR: #1 in thoughts #1 in poet #1 sadpoetry #1 lovepoetry #1 rhyming #2 in poem...
According to Wikipedia, "Forced perspective is a technique which employs optical illusion to make an object appear farther away, closer, larger or smaller than it actually is." While I have no way to present optical illusion or warp visual perception with words, I can change the ideas of reality, describe them, paint...
Excerpt: "I am everything: The autumn winds easing the leaves away from their branches, A baby's smile at daddy's funny face, The tears that seep into the soil at a funeral, A heavy snowfall on Christmas Eve. I am a hug: Offered only during times of sadness, Never given often enough. I am a mirror: Reflectin...
We're rarely aware, or at least fully aware, of our subconscious mental activity. But subconscious thought does affect our feelings and behavior, and it's often revealed in dreams, artistic expression, and slips of the tongue. The subconscious mind can be a hiding place for anxiety, a source of creativity, and often t...
❝i've delicately chosen letters to form words and words to form sentences, each sentence a colorful paint stroke on the canvas of my mind.❞ [ #1 in poetry on 27/08/16 ]
Poetry of varying subjects and construction, the second of three. Written while sitting anywhere, lost in thought about everything and anything. Accolades: #1 Thought Provoking 2/26/2020 #1 Self-Reflection 3/22/2020 #1 Creative Writing 7/24/2020 #3 Freeverse 3/11/2020 #5 Sorrow 3/11/2020 #7 Poet 3/11/2020 #9 Poembook...
Poems starting from 2019. Some of it is good, some of it is not. But I write what's in my mind and in my heart. It helps.
Nighttime reminds us of.... the voices in our head when they get loud, the sadness in our hearts when no one listens, the peace we find only to crumble, the people we know, only that they never want us to achieve, the emptiness of our souls that darken our eyes
"Promise me you won't leave me alone." The humans hate her for her imperfections. Lost in a world too busy to notice an insignificant person like her. Lost and alone, the world pushed her into oblivion. But maybe she is not really alone. At midnights they accompany her with her tears, crumbled paper and scribbled wor...
This is a mess Just placed random words together, Wrote my first on 26th February, 2019 @curetrepidation on Instagram
#7 in Poetry (17/09/2016) Poetry is the painting that I make on the eyes of the beholder, to reach their soul. I try hard imagining things, getting into character, to pen down these poems. But it's strangely true, every piece of my work has a bit of me in it. I always wonder; how does it work. At times I'm just blan...
spell whipped? M-E. proof of me being a hopeless romantic a.k.a me pining for someone i can never have
BOHEMIA 🌷🌼 An abstraction of creativity. Deeply rooted in the harrowing aspects of the human condition, my twelfth poetry collection, 'BOHEMIA' is a darker yet stark, poetic exploration of nature versus nurture through a poetry collection rife in love, loneliness, trauma and grief. Bohemia is a landscape; be...
~ the ocean sings a lullaby and I wish to drown ~ inner dialogue; poems *possible trigger warning*
i cried to you but you never truly understood. -- #3 in poetry on 2/24/21 <3
It's an original collection of poetry and prose, written and published in chronological order by eyhSmik
| POETRY / PROSE | a collection of my most irrepressible thoughts and emotions © 2022
look at him and see the galaxies, look at her and see the pain, look at him admired her beauty, look at her wishing she's her, look at them fall.
[POETRY/PROSE] [an ode to the things that make me want to spit blood and call it poetry] copyright 2019
***STUNNING COVER by @Repulsify, as commissioned through @InkCommunity 's Artlink Station!*** Things speak to us in different ways. For some, it's a small voice in our minds. For others, it's the things around us, weaving words into succession for some deeper meaning. This is the way the world speaks to me. Sometimes...
◃ ۪۪۫۫ ༄ؘ 𝐩𝐨𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐲 ━━━ "𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙛𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙙 𝙢𝙮 𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙧?" »» 𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘰𝘦𝘵𝘳𝘺 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦, "𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘳," 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘪𝘰 ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚 𝐨𝐟...
"People are afraid to making bad things. I want to make bad things. If I keep making bad things, someday I might end up making something good."
Sometimes, when I learn things about life, I'll write a poem about it. Poems are my way of letting out my messy cluttered thoughts on paper Every poem is a free write/ stream of consciousness. I really do hope you enjoy the messy journey along with me There is now a part 2! I filled up all the chapters I could with th...
These poetries are me and you in parts of life we very often choose not to hear🦋 Please share your views. They're very valuable to me
