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A collection of poems that explores the fragile line between love and pain, where joy and suffering exist side by side.

young gods

YOUNG GODS, driven to insanity. © sensationale [7.29.17]PO54

pears for breakfast

living proof that art is fluid in form ___________________________________________ a poetry anthology written in fruit juice and cheap ink ----------------------------- in loving memory of the past @timespieces copyright 2018

A GENTLEMAN'S GUIDE TO MURDER

virtues are for fools, darling.

menace

i am jealous of anyone who has ever touched you

Loverboy

I think I burnt down an angel once.

Anathema

a demon, a dying boy, & fever dreams of a soul-stealing solstice.

Synesthesia

she will show you every color in the spectrum of her being.

otra vez

i can feel it all begin to fade ﾟ☆ [circa late 2020]

ANGELS ON CRACK

be my cynosure, stain my lips with aphrodisiacal delusions of us. touch me not, for the moment you do, i shall search for it for the rest of my life. collection of poetry reuploaded - 12•28•20

Roses & Thorns : poetry ✓

[English] #1 in puisi/ 8.11.18 #3 in poetry/5.11.18 #2 in poem/ 7.20.18 An anthology poetry. About heartbreak, mostly. Because love is like roses and thorns.

oneirataxia/poetry by k.h.

oneirataxia; (n.): the inability to distinguish fantasy from reality. NEW BOOK: THE SHADE OF FLOWERS/POETRY BY K.H., OUT NOW!

men don't cry [Poetry]

[H.R. #6 - 7. 3. 18] "we wear our emotions like intricately decorated chains strung around our throats and then tuck them into our shirts" *** i sincerely hope you don't relate to any of these poems ~UPDATED DAILY~ 27/12/17 : #611 in Poetry 29/12/17 : #393 in Poetry 31/12/17 : #172 in Poetry 1/1/18 : #126 in Poetry 3...

Slam Poetry

Poems written by me for everyone. Comment idea for a mention. Number 546 in poetry. Number 395 in poetry. Number 961 in poetry. Number 862 in poetry. Number 455 in poetry. Number 485 in poetry. Number 508 in poetry. Number 279 in poetry. Number 411 in poetry. Number 247 in poetry. Number 427 in poetry. Number 543 in p...

12 am » poetry

it's 12 am and i'm wide awake --- just a short disclaimer from the author in 2021, please do note that this was written by a 15 year old.

escapril

bathing in spring showers. basking in cool shadows. a poem everyday in April. Copyright 2019 @timespieces

Why You Can't See?

A chaos mind can only be at rest by A calm breeze 🍃 This book is a collection of thoughts that we all have usually faced at some point.

Fiery Enamorments

poetry burned in romances... and achings.