in which the poet that once resided in my soul is now gone

❝don't play with my feelings.❞ a collection of short poems and quotes. ✨ #9 in poetry [12/02/18]

✿ Like sunflowers I want to grow in the places where there is melliflous poetry, soft anxiety, imbue art, ethereal canvas, wild fleurs, iridescent galaxies and nefarious stars ✿ [Ranked highest #1 in poems] ACHIEVEMENTS ♡ #1 in writings on 16.01.2019 ♡ #2 in thoughts on 17.01.2019 ♡ #1 in poems on 17.01.2019 ♡ #1 in quotes on 18.01.2019 ♡ #1 in poem on 16.01.2019

a kaleidoscopic look at a life full of ups and downs, laid out in a poetic form. // highest rank: #4 in poetry // // other works include; l i t t l e n o t e s, highest rank: #1 in poetry and JESSICA // *cover by @flawed_stars_

My escape from the world, in words.

Here are some thoughts I wrote down, usually late at night. Mostly about him. Sometimes about life. Read if you want to, react if you want to. It's just here because I feel like I need them to be somewhere. Somewhere to be found. Somewhere to be remembered. In case somebody ever cared, here is it. Thats me. Thats how I am. Oh and by the way, you would lose your mind trying to understand mine. ✰

Connect the letters and find who are they written for ... A collection of letters I've dedicated for different people or aspects in my life. Many of them written for love and others personal struggles I have confronted. I talk about how is dealing with romance, friendships, hate, healing, sadness, anxiety, and self love. I've never had the courage to sent these letters to the one that inspired them but now you have the privilege of seeing some hidden secrets of my heart. Poetry is not a form of writing but a feeling... #1 sadpoems 1.12.21 / 2.4.22 #1 poembook 2.15.21 #1 poetry 6.4.21 - 6.8.21 #1 poet 6.11.21 - 6.12.31 / 3.24.22 - 3.27.22 #1 poem 3.23.22 #1 poetrycollection 9.16.22 -9.19.22

Third collection of my shitty poems

loud poetry from a quiet girl a growing collection of poetries and short story's Hope you'll enjoy reading :) ly P.S: There's a song to every poem / short story that I thought is fitting for the text. So if you want to fully experience it just listen to the music 🤍

buds are the beginnings of new life and its chapters- some good, some bad blossoms only bloom when they flourish through the hardships with a little sun, water, and, of course, love . . . . a collection of poems from late at night when sleep escapes the grasp of reality