──────── ₊⋆☽◯☾⋆₊ ──────── 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐑𝐞𝐝 𝐑𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐬 is a poetic memoir of becoming, an unfolding of myself, one fragile petal at a time. This collection traces my journey through the fragile and tangled years of teenagehood. Through each poem, you would get a glimpse of raw and unfiltered moments of love, heartbreak, loss, confusion and even hints of clarity. The title is more than just a name : it is a metaphor of growth and acceptance . Each year, each experience was a petal unfolding . Some were soft like teenage innocence while others were jagged, stained with blood, weathered by heartbreak and resilient in reaching. Some were glowing red under the eternal sunlight of euphoria while others were withered due to the droughts of insecurity and floods of pent up emotions . But together these roses compose the bouquet of my becoming. Now I offer this bouquet to you, dear reader, and hope you find petals of your own and embrace the garden you are meant to be. ──────── ₊⋆☽◯☾⋆₊ ──────── 𝟒 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐑 ⟪ h i g h e s t r a n k i n g s ⟫ #1 in poesia (out of 15k stories) #1 in spokenword (out of 4.57k stories) #1 in personalthoughts (out of 2.5k stories) #1 in personalexperience (out of 1.57k stories) #1 in freeverse (out of 7.74k stories)

From a young age, I have always held myself in higher regard than my family did. I believed that I could work anything out. All my classmates were in awe of me. I naturally exerted power over them, and they elected me as class representative time and time again. At home, a baseball bat reminded me to obey my mum every time I tried to prove her wrong. Why was it so hard to see that one plus one equals two? Being beaten and isolated in a sardine can for long periods of time led me to the world of words in the thesaurus to help me cope with my difficult life. However, I no longer recognise the person I have become....... Author's Note 📝 All of my writing and photography is original. You must obtain permission to download, share, or use them for any purpose. ♡♡♡♡♡ 심금

This is a collection of my poetry. Each individual chapter is a standalone poem, and they aren't in any particular order. I'll add to it if I create any more, but they tend to be spontaneous so I don't have a schedule for updates. "Gates of Heaven" is the name of my favourite special limit hand in Mah Jongg, which I play regularly, hence the name is somewhat personal.

Everyone drains their day in a diary so do I. But I even love to express my thoughts in the form of poetry, so how it would be if both are combined...? Featured on @newlywrittenbooks

This book is a collection of poems created from my random thoughts.With these poems I wish to spread my love for literature and resonate the feelings of people through my verses. Author's note: Whether you are a fellow literature lover or not, and happens to stumble on my work,feel free to share your thoughts and feedbacks on the comment section.And if you have a liking on my work,please don't forget to click on the star and vote for it🙏.Hope you all enjoy my humble work. Disclamer:I don't own the pictures I use here.They are all downloaded from google and pinterest,so all credits should go to the rightful owners.

A small award-winning collection of poetry during and after deployment.

An anthology of short stories, narrative poems, and flash fiction. #1 in flash fiction [2/10/2026]

An original poetry collection by SSears90. Mostly dark, gloomy, and angsty (my favorite! lol) Just a collection of my feelings and thoughts on my bad days. Enjoy.

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