Once, a very long time ago, there was a girl. She was Lucifer, the most beautiful fallen angel. She lied to me. Spat on me. Sneered in my face. But here I was with my butterfly net trying to catch her light. I hated my self. Why was I so fucking scared? So in the dead of night I went and killed that me. Then I shed he...
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
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 」
[English] you love him but everytime you think of him always makes you cry - it isn't love #1 in patah hati/7.13.18 #1 in short poetry/ 12.1.18 #4 in puisi/ 12.1.18 #17 in poetry/5.11.18
The lost twilight awards is an awards is a poetry contest for beginners who wishes for their work to be known and judged.
Poems For Friends is a book of sonnets. In these sonnets, we shall see poetry that pushes the boundary of words, taking the poetry audience to a whole new level of reading experience. This is where poetry speaks and jumps at the reader, starting him off at a roller-coaster speed from sonnet to the next sonnet till the...
"Just like the phases of the moon, ☾ My everything starts with me and ends with you ☽ And between us is the love we share that binds us together, Does your everything starts with you and ends with me too, my love?" ✨ these are some poems I wrote for the person I love the most. I hope that my feelings could reach my Mo...
a collection of poetry i plan in my thoughts and lose myself within cover was drawn by me!
heartfelt poetry written for people by a very broken woman indeed. #1 in poetry July 23rd 2024 [lowercase intended]
Sometimes my trauma works its way into my work. Sometimes I'm writing a joke. I'll try to signal when I think a piece might be particularly difficult, but I'm not a great judge of that. My work within will be unfocused. Critiques are welcome.
To be an empath is to constantly question your hope for humanity. You learn how to love, to hate, to want, to fear. You learn of the pain behind behind every smile. It is the most heartbreaking and insightful tool to ever exist. Some say it is a curse. It takes time to to like it as a gift.
A set of humble poems I've written. The subjects are diverse. I'm unsure if I fully understand them myself, so a description would prove to be futile. CRITICS ARE APPRECIATED.
"life is slow dying. so are their separate ways of building, benediction, measuring love and money ways of slowly dying." ~ philip larkin
This poetry collection explores loneliness, theology, Biblical characters, depression, heartbreak, and disappointment. It's a good read for someone going through a bad time, but surprisingly hopeful.
hi world here i am sad and in love with you why are you hurting me? did i do something wrong? oh, yeah, youre right i was born - - - - - - - - - - - - - @Amaenell ©2019 bad poetry in bad english. youre welcome. if you find a grammatical mistake, please tell me.<3
what did He do to you? He- [a collection of classical and sexual poems about Him] © 2024 Mars Saturnia [Lowercase and capitalisation of "He/Him/His intended]
Poetry written by yet another individual just existing throughout as any other being like any of you, experiencing life and suffocating thoughts.
