✨ I dread that split second which can split your entirety entirely. ❤️ ✨ Painted nails, Faces fake tanned, Wrapped up in extravagance, Welcome to Vanity's wonderland.❤️ ✨ Why do you chase perfection and flawlessness in mere specks of dust? Darling, even the moon has freckles.❤️ ✨ Don't blame the glass, if you fall for the shards. ❤️ ✨ Because when, in a relationship words are left unsaid, virus of miscommunication is spread, due to which many hearts have bled. ❤️ ✨ You can paint yourself with the most angelic shades you can afford, but you cannot hide the demons in your eyes under any façade. ❤️ ✨ I want you to stop admiring the moon, it is always changing, dependant and all alone, Burn like the endless ocean of the twinkling stars, filled with an individualistic spark that no one else can own. ✨❤️ ✨ This book will include some of my poems and sometimes maybe a random thought. Any constructive feedback is thoroughly welcomed ❤️ Don't forget to vote! ✨ ✨ ~1st position in the Untitled Awards 🌼 ~1st position in the Talent Awards 🌼 ~1st position in Chaos Awards 5 🌼 ~1st position in Rhapsody Awards 🌼 ~2nd position in April Jane's Awards 🌼 ~and position in Fallen Angel Awards 🌼 ~Best Description Award in the Rhapsody Awards 🌼 ~Passion Award in the Rhapsody Awards 🌼 ~Emotion Award in the Rhapsody Awards 🌼 ~Extra Winner in the TPA 2018! 🌼 ~Honorable Mention in Poetry Prize Awards (Phase 1) 🌼 ✨ HIGHEST RANKING #1 in young writer! [10/08/18] HIGHEST RANKING #1 in poet! OMG. [15/08/18] HIGHEST RANKING #1 in spilled ink! [22/08/18] HIGHEST RANKING #2 in poembook HIGHEST RANKING #5 in poem! HIGHEST RANKING #8 in poems! HIGHEST RANKING #14 in poetry! HIGHEST RANKING #15 in people change! ✨

"Poetry can be therapy, so shut the door and get comfortable, we've been through a lot since our last visit. Glad to see you brought coffee. Just a reminder, I know this is expensive, but like life there are no guarantees. I do expect to stir some thoughts you can gain from. So now, where shall we begin to make sense of this mess?" ----------------------------------------------- # 59 - Highest rank in Poetry! UPDATES: When the inspiration strikes me. Put it in your library and watch your notifications. There are many styles of writing and many subjects covered here, you are bound to find something you like, so please keep reading, and thank you for it. Although you may not call all of it poetry, none take overly long to read. We've had some fun, interesting talks in the comments too, feel free to join in! Time has afforded me opportunities to reexamine many opinions and events with the clarity of hindsight and cool head of distance, but emotional memory is like a wine, good and bad clarify with time. My poetry will cover many themes that we all can relate to, like pain, grief, adolescence, humor, and philosophy, as well as specific events, such as parenting and divorce from child and adult perspectives. Warning: I try to keep it PG 13, but there may be some fleeting references to sex, desire, addictions, suicide prevention, adult situations, etc. Some characters have fowl language, but most poems are free of it. I will try to warn You of anything that is approaching the limits of PG 13. No smutt here. All Rights Reserved Property Of @Cantputitdown ... I Care, I Can Prove It's Mine, So Don't. I hope to stir the coffee and cream of your thoughts in ways we can gain from, so please, feel free to CRITIQUE, COMMENT, and CONVERSE, just be respectful. EDITING AND SPELLING SUGGESTIONS ARE WELCOME. I have no intention of offending anyone, but I voice my opinion. Please take it as only that.

Am I beautiful? Is this perfection? Mind says yes, Reflection says no. Beauty lies beneath, ~Always.~ Beneath lies beauty. No, says reflection, Yes, says mind. Perfection, this is. Beautiful, I am. . . . A collection of Palindrome poetry.

My dabble in poetry warning I am not very good but I wanted to give it a shot. Copyright ©nutellapretzel all rights reserved *Started November 2017*

| WATTYS 2018 WINNER: THE POETS | ❝Only when one can smile at her own reflection, be proud of her own thoughts and be happy with who she is, will she learn to fall in love with a candid picture.❞ Unveiled, unmasked, revealed. Displayed for the world to see, is her true personality. At first, she believed thoughts were just better left unsaid. She believed in bottling up her tears and locking away her secrets. Eventually, she let out her first whisper of silence. Taking baby steps, she slowly made her way into the world. She opened up her doors and took off her mask. Now, she's ready to show her true colours. She's ready to uncover those scars hidden beneath the painted smiles and the coloured lies. She's ready to be Candid. ~A poetry collection~

the pain never really disappears, does it? it just becomes a dull throb in your heart. - a collection of negative & positive poetry. after all, life consists of both pain and happiness highest rank: #45POE cover: @oceanwaved