Scribbles of the Heart
Poetry collection of thoughts, feelings, and random snippets of my everyday life.
Poetry collection of thoughts, feelings, and random snippets of my everyday life.
These are jus my thoughts. Few poems are painful, yet meaningful. I will be glad if u give it a try.
So long as your eyes still shine when your heart keeps crying, you're alive. The Rhyme Scholars 2017 Winner. #75 in Poetry [ 06.07.17 ] Copyright © 2017
What is my heart but a catastrophe in my chest. #36 in Poetry - 14/9/16 #28 in Poetry - 20/10/16
Can you imagine the unimaginable? Dream the unthinkable? I guess it just comes down to words....
Perhaps someday these words will make up for the bloodshot eyes and sleepless nights. [H.R: #13 in Poetry] beautiful cover by: @-averagesky
"A poet's work is to name the unnameable, to point at frauds, to take sides, start arguments, shape the world, and stop it going to sleep."---Salman Rushdie [Cover made by @AN_almightydreamer ]
Just some poems and lines that I've thought of or will think up. -when I start writing, I can go on for hours because my mind is on overdrive and nothing else matters
Poetry is the writing of our deepest, darkest, most inner thoughts. When speaking isn't enough and your voice falls upon deaf ears, writing is our only refuge. Join me and experience the workings of my mind in my collection of original poems. (Credit to user: UnresolvedFate for creating my cover) Copyright© All Right...
I have dealt with depression, anxiety and self-harm. I have always had a different view on this world and it's inhabitants, and therefor never felt like I belonged. Loneliness was the most prominent feeling I had my entire life. Writing has always been my go-to thing, found my depression super inspiring at times. I...
Exiting Exulansis (Ex-u-lan-sis: (n) The tendency to give up trying to talk about an experience because people are unable to relate to it-whether through envy or pity or simple foreignness-which allows it to drift away from the rest of your life story, until the memory itself feels out of place, al...
If life is but a dream, I will never achieve lucidity. #6 in Poetry (2/14/2022) Runner-Up in the Metaphorically Spoken category of the Summer Sun Awards, 2016 Cover by Seth Yurchisin (IG: @sjyurchisin Note that none of the image/multimedia features used in this work were made by me. All cre...
An evolution of poetry through my years in school. This description sucks. Just read the book :) Highest rank: #456
An antidote for the lost, the hurt, and the broken. Highest Ranking: #03 in Poetry [06/21/16]
Noctivagant (V.) To wander at night. ... [IMPORTANT: These are my first tries at poetry. I wrote this back when I didn't understand emotion and I though rhymes were what made a poem. I WAS WRONG, obviously and I recommend you read my other poetry collections instead. Thank you!]
LIFE, n. A spiritual pickle preserving the body from decay. Journey on a road that is smooth, graveled and sometimes even unmade yet to the destination that is not pretty. Euphemism intended. Scribbles, v. The product of life's ups and downs while on the road to decay. Darks, lights and greys all depicted in a strin...
| 1st Place for Summer Sun Awards (Beginner's Firsts) | | 2nd Place for the Pinpoint Awards | | Finalist for the 2016 Awards | It matters not what people think regarding things you believe strongly in. Perhaps, it may even help to even spread a word or two regarding what dwells within you. Don't be afraid of t...
Highest rank: #41 *** Life's a huge tough game which causes lots of bleeding and whimpers. It requires a lot of strength, courage, and heart to cope with because it'll play on you hard. And sometimes you just get locked-in without really anyone knowing that you're already breaking. Therefore I set thes...