Titles are Overrated
This is the equivalent of Notes app on your phone, so yeah, exposing myself. I guess it's considered poetry. Enjoy. :)
This is the equivalent of Notes app on your phone, so yeah, exposing myself. I guess it's considered poetry. Enjoy. :)
He would exhaust every piece of him just to write and write for more. And, if these words won't be able to reach her nor won't they be enough, his words implore nothing but one last request: please... come home. Limning vivid pictures through intricate words, Come Home dwells into gripping themes of loss and faltering...
A collection of poetry found its way juxtaposed with short works of prose, conveying talks about what comprises the life of a fool, what it takes to be such, and whatnots in between. Fools is a book of poems and prose alike, dedicated for those who experienced being a fool so deeply that it became an overlooked habit.
We all have pain inside us, inside those softhearted yet tough hearts and it's on us on how to express it, how to ease it, and how to control it. Painters grab their brushes to express. Singers grab their microphones to express. Dancers grab their shoes to express. While Poets, they grab roses and let their palm bleed...
You aren't even mine. Highly inspired by August // Taylor Swift.
||Wattpad featured|| WILDFLOWER. a flower of an uncultivated variety or a flower growing freely without human intervention. "Like a wildflower, she spent her days Allowing herself to grow .Not many people knew her struggle But eventually all knew of her light " [ All these poems are written by me so don't steal my w...
because i was orion until you kissed my lips trigger warning: mentions of suicide, self harm, sexual abuse and other sensitive topics
very old pieces i wrote/ some make sense/ some don't/ some i hate/ and some i feel rather attached to/ either way/ they needed a place to rest. this is a collection of whatever it was or maybe continue to be. © starnished 2020
"just by hearing the sound of my heart you would know everything." -골든차일드 © 2017 artmuseums please bare with my writing ✍️
this is a collection of poetry focused on trauma, nature, and the intertwining of humanity. a lot of it is self focused
If it wouldn't be enough I'd feel pages with my tears, burn desires with my flames and tear all apart with no regrets.
"when your soul leaves your body write my name in the stars so I know you're out there waiting for me" pretty words that need their sanctuary 6/21/19
a collection of poetries and prose. welcome to my soul. [highest achievement: #5 in spokenpoetry]
through feathered pens inked with blood and a scarred soul of overflowing abysmal ideologies; there sits an obscured entity, scribbling metaphors and ironies in a crumpled paper of her chaos, seeking for something out of all nothings. and here she unfolds her infinitesimal philosophies piece by piece. when no one want...
i can love you, that's all i can do and hope it's enough, enough to make you stay, enough to be something to you. © starnished 2020
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