*Poetry* Because life has proved to me that nothing is ever truly just skin-deep 🤍

A tale of love and heartbreak - Love Bites! Haiku & poetry.

──────── ˚ ₊ ‧ ⋆ ──────── There has always been an 𝐚𝐛𝐲𝐬𝐬 residing in me. Something hollow and deep and empty. Something that screams to be heard. Something that aches for meaning in this haunting world. Through this collection I try to pick out the pieces of my heart and bleed out words that have haunted me. And maybe try to find peace with a truth that always scared me. because maybe this is how its meant to be : me, floating in the abyss of my misery ────────˚ ₊ ‧ ⋆ ──────── 𝟏𝟓 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐑 ⟪ h i g h e s t r a n k i n g s ⟫ #1 in poem (out of 199k stories) #1 in poetrycollection (out of 34.5k stories) #1 in words (out of 16.5k stories) #1 in poembook (out of 15.8k stories) #1 in prose (out of 9.07k stories) #1 in freeverse (out of 7.72k stories) FEATURED ON THE OFFICIAL @Poetry's "Free Verse" READING LIST

'Yet hopeful warmth healed. Soothing rash breaths and butterfly induced panic.' - Winter Woes. These poems are my way of turning negatives into something beautiful. Because I can't help but feel that there's beauty in pain, in grief and the unique, human ability to feel it all. Bad comes with the good, that is the way of life. When you can find beauty in that, then there's hope. First draft.

Some emotions can't be spoken- so they were etched here, softly and deeply. Rankings : #1 in deeppoetry 13.3.26 #1 in deeppoems 13.3.26 #1 in thought-provoking 13.3.26 #2 in experience #2 in thoughts #3 in deepemotions 13.3.26 #4 in easyread #4 in freeverse #4 in thoughtsandfeelings

A collection of poems.

Just poetry. My random thoughts expressed by poetry, lyrics and quotes.

No tears, No happiness-an unusual feeling. It's good to understand but do you know how it felt? Never imagined, never known- past to present but not in future just memories. Confused, learning, not stable but understanding. In the quiet glow of moonlight, memories come alive - soft, sacred, and eternal. These poems are a heartfelt tribute to all whose love still lingers in every step forward, not in presence, but in hope. A journey through loss, love, and the silent strength.

The tiniest of inspirations can lead to the biggest revelations. A short collection of poems drawing inspiration from something someone once told me- "We're all dead and this is Hell." -Love, An Average Guy

══════════◄••❀••►═════════ M𝐨𝐯𝐞 through the quiet corners of human emotion-sorrow, hope, love, and loss. T𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 verses are not just a reflection of one soul, but of many. They carry the feelings we hold in silence-the ones we do not always know how to name. T𝐡𝐢𝐬 collection begins where most people stop - in the dark, in the unnamed, in the weight of what we carry alone. It rises through every corner of what it means to feel deeply, until what remains is not the night that came for you, but the burning soul it could not extinguish. T𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 shadows and light, through the darkest nights and the warmest dawns, this collection asks one quiet question: what if the radiance you've been searching for was always yours? ══════════◄••❀••►═════════