the sea of the soul spilled on a paper. the things that i keep quiet about. highest rating #1 in poesia #22 in poem #1 in poetrybook editing in progress.

Vellichor- the strange wistfulness of used bookstores [ a collection of poetical retellings ]

Dear You, Once, when I was younger, the world felt so much smaller. Everything important could fit in a single moment: the sound of laughter, the warmth of sunlight, the soft rustle of leaves in a quiet breeze. I didn't think about tomorrow, or the day after that. Life wasn't made of questions back then - it was made of feelings. But somewhere along the way, things began to change. The questions grew bigger. The world, which had once seemed so simple, became a puzzle I couldn't solve. I began to forget the little things - the way the atmosphere smells after rain, or the sound of my own heartbeat when I was truly at peace. Have you felt that too? That quiet loss, the kind you can't explain? If you're reading this, I guess you do. [...] This book isn't a solution. It's a mirror. And maybe, just maybe, you'll see yourself in it. I don't know where this story will take us, but I'm glad you're here. Sincerely, Someone who understands Revised draft Start: 12.01.25 Finish: 29.03.25

Love, whether it be requited or unrequited, one-sided, or maybe broken-hearted. This collection's very near and dear to my heart. I hope you can relate and enjoy.♡♡

A poem collection about life, love, hate, letting go, and everything in between. All poems are written originally by me, no AI was used in the making of these poems. A thank you to DestinyBlue, an artist whose pictures inspired some of these poems.

pour out my feelings into poem. - @rhyithmic on IG. 🥇 in #Poembook out of 1,39K stories

Sometimes the short poems are the hardest change one word and the whole poem avocados

Poems which are snapshots of events happening in the world around us.

Emotions that flow from my heart in the form of poetry. This is a collection of poems on emptiness, sadness, pain, confusion and similar emotions.

blue jeans and an everlasting smile believe me those scars will last a while