the moon has swallowed all young girls ~ poetry

~ dream fuel ~

ways of slowly dying ~ poetry

"life is slow dying. so are their separate ways of building, benediction, measuring love and money ways of slowly dying." ~ philip larkin

last ~ poetry

~ are these the last ones / or the ones that'll last? ~

तसव्वुर (Urdu Poetry)

किस गुल से हुस्न टपकता है किस खुश्ब की रवानी रहती है तेरे नर्म होंठो की अरक हर गुलशन की कहानी कहती है ........ (जब सहबा ए कुहन....) और जबसे सुना है उनके खयालात हमारी कब्र को लेकर जनाब! हमें तो अब मरने से भी मोहब्बत हो गई ...... (मोहब्बत हो गई...) इस्तिहारा करूं, इस्तिखारा करूं तू फिर मिले तो मैं इश्क दोबारा करूं ...

RUST

More poems. Trigger warning, mature content. Mostly about how I feel after writing all these years... Like rust. Come and get your daily dose of iron rich melancholy.

Poems from the Quill, by Olan L. Smith

"Poems from the Quill" is where I place current works that don't fall into other collections. It is here you will find obscure poems that range from constraint to free-verse. I began this collection as a contest entry, years ago, for what was then the poetry side of the Watty's contest and I have since kept it current...

Pangs of Neglect

This is my second story book of poetry after publishing Sitting Under a Torn Umbrella - with a new title and have a new outlook. Now modernization of humanity is found nakedly in every aspect of life. Divine law doesn't follow today. Rather we disobey whimsically, arrogantly, intentionally without pondering over its s...

Sad poetry

Poems that hurt or heal the soul

Sitting Under a Torn Umbrella

Man is for man - this is an old slogan today. It has lost its uniqueness for the cause of self-centred mentality. Now we cannot hear the chorus songs of unity. Rather the sound of cacophony always do disturb our hearing organ by imposing acute disparity. We don't fly the flag of harmony, uncompromising corrupted selfi...

An Alchemy of Words

A collection of my poems, both old and new. Notable Rankings: 1 in #poetsofwattpad (2021-06-01) 1 in #poetryclub (2021-06-01) 1 in #poetrycommunity (2021-06-18) 1 in #slampoetry (2022-04-13) 1 in #wattpadpoets (2022-04-13) 1 in #wattpadpoet (2022-04-14) 1 in #spokenword (2022-04-15) 3 in #wattpadpoetry (2022-04-16) 3...

Bloom

BLOOM, A collection of random poems and thoughts. Bloom, Among the wilted Inspite of your feelings Don't let it down Just bow down Bloom, Wherever you are planted Even when the snow's falling Brace yourself Be strong Bloom, Pushing yourself aside Up to the expectations Without a care Oh don't you dare To e...

The poetry of a heart

A collection of my poems, about love, life and all in between.

Dark Poems

Collection of poems by me

Kavi Ya Kavita?

𝐊𝐲𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐢 𝐊𝐚𝐯𝐢 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐚 𝐣𝐨 𝐰𝐨 𝐤𝐚𝐛𝐡𝐢 𝐊𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐚 𝐧𝐚 𝐛𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐚𝐤𝐞? 𝐊𝐲𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐢 𝐤𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐚 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐚 𝐣𝐨 𝐤𝐚𝐯𝐢 𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐩𝐧𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐥 𝐤𝐞 𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐛 𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐨 𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐨 𝐤𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐚𝐲𝐞 𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐡𝐞? 𝐀𝐩𝐧𝐢 𝐳𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐠𝐢 𝐦𝐞 𝐤𝐲𝐚 𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐡𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐚�...

Swar Tarang

"Swar Tarang: Ek Anutha Kavya Sangrah" is a mesmerizing collection of Hindi poetry that resonates with the rhythm of life's myriad emotions. Dive into the depths of love, longing, and introspection as each verse weaves a tapestry of heartfelt expressions.

𝐏𝐎𝐄𝐌𝐒 𝐈 𝐂𝐀𝐍'𝐓 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐃

A collection of poems I've written. Poems that help me process my feelings whenever I'm having a hard time.

S O W E D |poetry|

S O W E D: Words planted to grow into love. Highest Rank - #1 in POETRY The bravest thing I've ever done was not forgetting how to love myself when everyone else did

JUST POETRY

This is for the lovers of sad POETRY. THANK YOU GUYS FOR YOUR SUPPORT, IT IS APPRECIATED. THANK YOU SO MUCH.

boyhood

i gave a boy a lavender sprig and he returned me with a kiss. ©achillics

RAW (NIGHTMARES AND MEMORIES OF THE PAST)

WARNING GRAPHIC CONTENT! THESE ARE THE WRITINGS OF A TRAUMATIZED SOUL. THE PAST IS GONE BUT THE SCARS AND MEMORIES REMAIN. EVERYTHING WRITTEN IS RAW AND TRUE READ WITH CAUTION YES ALL THESE THINGS REALLY DID HAPPEN TO ME NONFICTION POETRY AND SHORT STORY

tears of a survivor in poetry

My life story in poetry.

Midnight Chronicles

+- Sometimes the hardest battles are fought within. We all hide pieces of ourselves, but what happens when the walls break down? You can never hide forever. Pain can be a powerful teacher and often teaches us painful truths, pain never lies. In life, we sometimes face questions that have no easy answers. When words fa...

Words She Kept Under My Pillow

I looked at the butterflies surrounding my body They floated in air and smiled and decorated my skin with their wings They took flight with me in their arms I know its too unrealistic to be true They feared that fire might englobe me whole and take me away from them forever so they buried me deep under the ground ...

Poetry for the heartless and heartbroken

My poetry dwells in the infinite sadness of the broken and the heartless.

bliss station ~ poetry

~ where is your bliss station / you have to try to find it ~

2:22

That's the thing with being the quiet girl, only papers know what I say. Part I of The Zeros. | was featured | #3 in poetry |

𝘣𝘭𝘶𝘦 ~ dnf

His favorite color. The color dream wears almost everyday, because it was the only one George could see properly. George is gone. He went missing a year ago and has since been announced as dead. But dream won't accept it. He knows deep in his heart, that george is still out there. Alive. He won't rest, until he find...

Apollo + Icarus = Genesis

The Eighth Poem Album

Pieces of life (Poetry)

A collection of my poems

This Is Everything I Didn't Say

Dear whoever you might be, I hope someday you'll find this and know that this is everything I didn't say. Copyright © 2015 by CielloMaxin Highest ranking: #11 in Poetry #7 in poetry - 10/9/16 #5 in poetry - 10/11/16 #4 in poetry - 10/29/16 DISCLAIMER: I do not own the photos I use for the covers of my books. All cre...