i don't quite know how to weave them into something pretty, but i try to get them out anyway 😭 this is just random writing stuff ig lol attempted poetry, prompts, thoughts, plotless writing stuff, js whatever my brain spits out edit: so um I didn't know the actual meaning of drabbles oops I changed the title 💀
Struggles have never been so beautiful. TENDER by FULLOFMOON is an exploration of the human experience, delving into abstract yet universal struggles. Through experimental use of various literary devices, classical references, political theories, economic concepts, and diverse structures, it addresses uncomfortable em...
Where dreams collide and souls ignite, A journey through the endless night. Each verse a spark, a world apart- The whispers of a restless heart.
HUMANITY - THE SKIN OF US is a book for those who have felt too much and for those who pretend they don't. It's a collection of poems where laughter and sorrow hold hands, where words try (and fail) to explain existence, and where the only certainty is that nothing makes sense-but isn't that the fun of it? Between the...
slow dancing love and pain in the midnight chorus of liquor-washed autumn green ... || a constellation of destructive poetry ||
Welcome to my world~ You are about to dive into a collection of my Soul Fragments
"Her soul is crafted from spirits we will never understand." ~~~~~~~~~~ This book contains a collection of various poems about all different kinds of topics. If there is a certain subject or even storyline you would like to read a poem about, feel free to share your ideas with me and I will try my best to turn your th...
Eudaemonia (n.) - the state of being lucky or extremely happy. A poetry book dedicated to all the people I've met in my life, to myself, and to comfort the disturbed. I'm lucky to have you all in my life, whether if you're a pleasant experience or not, whether if you're everything or nothing to me.
Each chapter is a new poem. Let me know your feedback I'd love to hear from you all! I update every Sunday! 💕
the ramblings of a mentally unstable 16-year-old girl trying not to fade into obscurity forevermore.
"the day i turned seventeen. the rise of a king, the fall of a queen." alternative title: me vs. ap calculus alternative title: trying to live on anyway
people write about things that do not happen. they will romanticize this world in hopes of filling themselves up. they write like their words are food. but i have always written to empty myself completely. i will romanticize feeling nothing. june 1st 2018- august 16th 2018 thank you, @blushingbieber, for the wonde...
For me, writing poetry has always been a process of self-renaming. Not something I do every day, yet when the words finally come, it feels like that long-lost friend coming to visit. Here is my return to self-expression, an action I began as a child full of wonder and adventure. But life has taken me down some difficu...
please, picture me, in the trees. i hit my peak at seven feet ---------------- poems by me!
the screams of the soul from someone who has suffered loss, pain, and heartbreak. everything we all want to say but never can. for all my wordsmiths, this one is for you. #1 in rhyme #5 in poetry #1 in poetry collection #2 poeticjustice
"Sometimes the eyes need to close for the mind to open up." ~~~~~~~~~~ Whether you are looking for uplifting pieces of writing about nature, love and happiness or feel like reading something melancholic that treats the subject of uncertainty, death or fear - or maybe you aren't sure and j...
