Some die Some starve Some cry Most cut And they will be missed Some are alone Some are lost in a crowd Some yell out and moan Most do not voice their troubles aloud And they will be missed #1 Poetry #2 Random
This is a book (obviously) full of my deep thoughts and mind-tangents. Hopefully you can relate to some of them or they will help you in some way. Fair warning: updates will be VERY random and possible very late at night. (this may be due to an existential crisis) Happy Reading! -Aj
Well these are all my poems. I hope you like them. If you have any suggestions I'm open haha. Well yea.
It's basically what the title says... I write to vent, so don't expect it all to make perfect sense.
Poems. Death, suicide, depression, cutting, sadness, loneliness, bullying, hope, religion, love, tears, pain, joy, and more. Read if you want poems and maybe a few one-shots too. But if you want everything to have perfect rhymes, sorry. Look somewhere else. #1 in Poetry on 2/15/2015 <3
Have been writing since a long time.. But haven't got any professional approach to write.. I just write poems so that I can express myself atleast to the paper.. So this is just a amateur effort.. It contains all the poems that I write in my various moods.. Please give appreciation, encouragement, advices, pointer and...
The title says it all. I define things. I define things to the smallest part of that word or thing and my deepest thoughts. I guess you could call it a poem just without rhyming. Read it. See what you think.... Read it. Hear it. See it. Feel it. Define it.
This is compilation of little poetry things. Highest in poetry (what's hot) #52 #8 in poetry undiscovered/up and coming Contains strong language. © all rights reserved If you find these poems have been copied or translated without my permission or crediting me, please report it and tell me.
Just all the rants I have in my head. Things I can't share with those around me. Because they wouldn't get it. They wouldn't understand because they've never felt it. They've never known it. They'd scoff. They'd laugh and make fun. They'd call me a drama queen. And maybe they're right. But these are my thoughs and fee...
The utter most inner thoughts and feelings of one who has but no other way to express them and therefore without a pen a paper she very much may spontaneously combust in an explosion of secrets bottled up for far far too long. : )
You can call this book what you wish. A book filled with metaphors, poetry, analogies, or even just thoughts. But that's exactly what this is for me, just 2am thoughts.
