Where Poems Come to Die
just the little things that float into my head when i should probably be asleep.
just the little things that float into my head when i should probably be asleep.
Haven't been able to come up with an apt description for this collection of poetry. It translates into a flow of words, a rant of sorts, that I fail to verbalise. It's written, for the purpose that writing, is my way to put forth the words I never said, either never spoken, or gone unheard. This, to all extents of th...
All poetry about this girl I love... Who will never love me back. Anyone who is going through anything not all that great in their life could relate. Especially if you are dealing with a broken heart. -xo
Cotton Candy Love: A sweet, yet fragile relationship, usually occurs as a rebound. Poetry dedicate to someone who keeps my mind off of my first love. I'm so thankful for you and I'm sorry if the circumstances aren't desirable. You mean a lot to me and I wish I would have met you before I met her. -xo
Surrealism is a word that is exaggerated for whatever this is, but it is the closest.
One of two twin collections (the other one is Parenthesis). Writing about the other best music. Her. - ntk Estimated completion: 2017
One of two twin collections (the other one is Ampersand). This is an experiment. I've decided on a good number of music albums, will listen to them alone, with headphones, max volume, and write poetry to them. Thanks for reading. - ntk Estimated completion: 2017.
A poetry project consisting on *trying* to describe some personally selected mental disorders, in well, rhymes. These poems are original and... weird. My style is different, to say the least. I hope nonetheless that you enjoy this compilation from start to finish, I've worked hard on it (investigating, not making dumb...
Finished! About: Three-dimensional feelings messing with my brain and with yours too. Take a bowl of alphabet soup and let's drown in there together. Enjoy
to be of sixes and sevens means to be in a state of confusion and disarray. a collection of poems by a person who has been stuck like this for a while. highest ranking: #411 in Poetry / / all rights reserved. do not reproduce or transmit in any form by any means unless given permission by me. 2016 - ongoing / /