THE LOVERS
both weep for the thorns in their skulls when the sun is killed and summer has gone by and the rain is acidic. tragic is they are mortals, and mortals are made of greed and unholy prayers.
both weep for the thorns in their skulls when the sun is killed and summer has gone by and the rain is acidic. tragic is they are mortals, and mortals are made of greed and unholy prayers.
-a destruction of beauty anthology. you know im 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐤, right? {trigger warnings: suicide, gore, abuse, psychopathic behaviour, murder, rape viewer discretion advised}
・ : * ₊ ‧ ✩ poetry collection. for everyone who's taken a drive down heartbreak avenue. © firebolt
after dark beautiful things grow and fester, kissing your mouth, eviscerating your insides.
stitching storms into lovers' thighs (poetry #1 / prose #1 - 061120) © VANGOHS, 2017
modernity quivers in the shadows of antiquity's gods • © sianna okaat 2017 • p744-130917
Avaz is a poetry book dedicated to love, i.e. disappointment with the fragments that love can leave us as a legacy, but it is also directed towards warm emotions towards dear people without whom one cannot live.. Thus, the author, guided by the youthful poetic arm of the male-female poetic dialogue, balances the confl...
The sunlight backs away from me and I am glad- LET OUT THE BUTTERFLY is a collection of poetry. © 2023 cursivelun, all rights reserved.
☾ 𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑒𝑛𝑡; 𝑎𝑑𝑗𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑓𝑢𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑓 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛;𝑝𝑎𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑎 𝑐𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑜𝑓 𝑝𝑜𝑒𝑚𝑠 𝑏𝑦 @𝑏𝑙𝑢𝑒__46 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑦 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑘𝑠 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑝𝑦𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑏𝑒 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑔𝑖𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑧𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑛 𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑤𝑎𝑦 ☾ Copyright © 20...
a bottle. her heart. they have something in common. a bottle cages something inside, holds it. her heart cages the pain, the sadness, the ink. ink of black lies, betrayal, regret, the overwhelming thoughts. it bottles everything and anything, until it overflows. it bursts open, pouring out the emotions. when she open...
poems about falling in love with someone who is deeply troubled, learning to love an impossible story, having to live with the cruelty of hope when you don't even know what it is you're hoping for
Neither salt nor sugar settles on your tongue. Only this blood of mine does. Neither I nor she fills up your heart. Only these tears of mine do. [POETRY/PROSE]
𝑊𝑒'𝑟𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑙𝑠, 𝑚𝑦 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒. // no. 1 in #wattpadpoetry (24 June 2021) // no. 1 in #wattpadpoems (23 June 2021) // no. 1 in #wattpadpoet (24 June 2021) // no. 1 on #poemcontest (8th May 2021) // no. 1 on #sixwordstories (8th May 2021) // no. 1 on #milkandhoney (28th May 2021) // no. 3 in #poemcontest (24 Jun...
ASTROPOETRY VOL. II / 生きたい / i want to live / oh astro girl, when will you reach the place where, ©2022 @uranium-girl