Her Blue Dress: A Collection (Watty's 2019 Winner)
A collection of poems, cover by: @itsmarrosee || I am the fray at the end of the yarn, cut from the new blanket, before it becomes a gift.
A collection of poems, cover by: @itsmarrosee || I am the fray at the end of the yarn, cut from the new blanket, before it becomes a gift.
Sometimes dreams go wrong, sometimes we follow them a little too far, and sometimes we wake up shivering in the night with sweat pouring down our necks. A collection of short poems by a novice.
A collection of short stories, poems and bits and scraps of stories long forgotten, or stories yet to be told.
(#7 in poetry 05/09/18) ❝your new prescription pills is my haiku and senryu poems.❞ A collection of Haiku and Senryu poetry that were the result of all those experiences and memories that broke my heart and I. I sincerely hope that no one can relate to some of these. Thank you and enjoy!
What if the only thing you have left is just a piece of paper? Well, more of a whole stack of papers, a thousand to be exact. Origami is the only thing for the one who folds again and again, one paper bird at a time. It's the only hope this person has who has fallen into the depression of knowing nothing will ever cha...
*319 PEAK in Poetry Charts* People don't run out, we are unlimited and all of us contribute something different to people's lives and the world as a whole, some leave negative impacts, other positive. This collection goes through various people I have encountered in my lifetime so far and what they have marked on me a...
***Poetic story*** He used to give her a white orchid every day. But she never asked, why an orchid or why the color white? But one day he took her to a place to make her understand the meaning. Now she believes in the orchid but a purple one, not a white one. To know about the meaning of her purple orchid read the...
"What will you say when I show you my locked up secrets, burried in the center of my heart? Will you still love me then, or will you just run like them?" ▪ ▪ ▪ A series of poems.
Paper Stains; a collection of poem and prose. July 21 - #460** July 07 - #548 July 05 - #635
the words that are a mess of emotions and feelings in my mind find a meaning here. 17/12/2017 - #53 in poetry ❤
poetry by a person that's afraid of people. 12/23/15- #1 in poetry
THIS IS A COLLECTIONS OF THINGS TO HELP SPREAD HAPPINESS + FEED YOUR CRAVINGS OF A LIL BIT OF LOVEY THINGS. PLEASE ENJOY.
These are thoughts born under the moon's glow; when sheep has run out, and sleep's a child playing hide and seek with the mind. Some moonlit verses from a pillow-hugging girl.
A piece of soul in ink, and unto the paper it spilled. A collection of thoughts that rhyme from a wandering mind.
❝ I don't know how it happened but -- everything around us fell crashing to the ground. We found ourselves in a world where we didn't belong; we shouted and screamed until our lungs were dry and our tears were black and blue, but no one heard us. No one saved us. No one dared to fix us. Now we only have each other and...
[ collection of things that never really fit, short stories, poems, whatevers ] Things that could be so much more, and yet churned to a stop.
a collection of my thoughts and feelings ***not all relate to me, some are inspired by things i see, read, hear etc. © 2016 by _xfools. All rights reserved.
IN WHICH YOU R U I N E D YOURSELF FOR ALL OF THEM. A book filled with self-doubt and red lip stained cigarettes.
❝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 ]
told me to swirl, let the air circle my waist and mold my legs. reach the ceiling, jump and flex. told him to slide on dust, extend his hands, my fingertips grasp. look into my pupils, watch the sunrise fall to dusk.
you're just a constellation; too far away to truly love, only to admire. » a collection of poems written through a blur of tears, memories, and quiet reverie. copyright @diamondsandsun
this is the story of a girl named raine, who would fall for the silliest of things ☂ ☂ highest ranking: #eighty one in short story lowercase intended
There is a whole lot of difference between what people think and what you are or want. This poem is like a part of my life, about the underlying feelings, and the choices that have to be made. #SongContest
Jealousy - A strong emotion. An emotion that everyone has experienced in their lifetimes sometime or the other. An emotion that can break strongest of relationships. An emotion that can chew you alive from the inside.
You look like a g o d e s s The most extravagant o n e Honey, remind me again & tell me how did y o u Fall for m e
❝u n s a i d were his feelings. walls around him, not even by a machete be broken. uncertainty descends on me, making me think I was nothing but forgotten.❞ she would spent everyday in the same cafe they met, only hoping to come across him, while he would spend everyday not knowing that someone could possibly love h...
❝ you really are wonderful, i hope you know ❞ words exchanged between two friends in times of sadness [ co-written with melina c': ] poetry #2 ( 1 - 8 - 14 )