Take my hand, come with me, I have something interesting for you to see. Poems here and poems there, Poems and books everywhere. Filled with dreams and filled with tears, Sometimes hopes and sometimes fears. So take my hand there's so much to see, Together we'll read just you and me. {All work is my own} {#1 in Poems // 2/13/20} {Please ask/tag/credit me in any poems you want to use, thanks!}

"Her love was like alcohol, and I adored being intoxicated"

because sometimes when you've said all you have to say you can fold it up and it fits into a thimble A collection of love poetry, amazed poetry, sad poetry, angry poetry and all the rest. No depressing poetry. Mostly rhymed. This is the English part of my poetry. It's not a translation of my German poems, but a collection of completely different ones that happen to be in another language.

Hallo :D Ein Buch voller fragwürdiger Poesie und mehr: Ich werde hier Songtexte, Gedichte, Kurzgeschichten, random Gedanken und andere Dinge von mir veröffentlichen. Alles in diesem Buch ist von mir, außer ich sage ausdrücklich etwas anderes. Ich update, wenn ich Motivation und Inspiration habe was passendes zu schreiben und ich einigermaßen zufrieden mit dem Ergebnis bin. Also unregelmäßig. Mein Gehirn produziert manchmal echt seltsame Dinge, also seid gewarnt ._. STATUS: LAUFEND Cover ist von https://picsart.com/create (selbst designed) ^^

lying wide awake, writing at the am, screaming voices inside my head. i never wanted this. highest ranking so far #152 in poetry © 2015, vocalsnjh

as a kid, we all know that a rainbow consists of 7 particular colors. But as we grow older, we discover more & more colors - that we could ever imagine. highest ranking so far #392 in poetry © 2015, vocalsnjh

when you still have this tiny, tiny bit of hope inside of you that they will learn how to love you again, even if there's this bigger part that knows: they never will. © sushitae- 「 highest ranking: #19 in poetry 」

Sie wirkt immer schon abwesend, Irgendwie fehl am Platz. Und vom allerersten Moment an Wolltest du sie lesen - Ihre Gedanken. Du weißt nicht, was für ein Glück du hast, Dass du es nie konntest. Denn keinen einzigen Moment lang Hättest du das Chaos In ihr verstanden.

★彡 𝐊𝐚𝐧𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐝𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐥𝐬 𝐏𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐳𝐞𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐧𝐞𝐧? 𝐖𝐚𝐡𝐫𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐭. 𝐀𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐧 𝐦𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐫𝐞𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐧, 𝐮𝐦 𝐚𝐥𝐬 𝐏𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐳𝐞𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐧𝐞𝐭 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐳𝐮 𝐤ö𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐧, 𝐭𝐮𝐞 𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐳𝐝𝐞𝐦. 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟖-𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟎

Everyone has a time in there life when they find someone but still feels lonely, or when you are fixed by the one you love so dearly