"and I find myself tucking your smile in the space that lies between every letter .for babe , if I can't keep you by my side ,then I'll lock you in each poem these hands write down ."_Aya Highest rank #43 in poetry on 23/7/2017 .
my personal favourites in one book. these all come from older collections. hardly any of the media belong to me
for the ones who used to love me, the ones who broke my heart, and the one who loves me now. and for you. for all of you. ~ catarine hancock's debut poetry collection. covering topics like love, heartbreak, feminism, growth, and more, these select poems from her book will tug at both your heartstrings and your mind.
❝ He got too curious so she finally reveals what makes it so special. ❞ © nate k. 2014
Quinn scribbles tainted emotions across thin layers of white paper. But to who? To someone who blinks once, sees her, and blinks again-just to make her disappear. To someone who sees her as a symbol of the ocean. To someone who thinks the ocean is disgusting and hideous, filled with trash and pathetic wandering fishe...
"this is the poetry that has come from finally realizing it is okay to be okay but also not okay at the same time." ~ 'how the words come' tells the story of overcoming the aftermath of an emotionally abusive relationship. the book is separated into two parts. the first part, titled 'the broken and the bruised' delves...
Between sunsets and sunrises are a bunch of poems that may mean nothing or may mean everything. Between sunsets and sunrises I am not afraid of the dark, I am fond of it. Part II of The Zeros. Made it to the wattys shortlist!
Poems I write while talking to myself Whispering words that won't make sense, A part of my life is a mess, And I don't think writing poems will fix the rest."
(SEQUEL TO DEAR SUICIDE... 😉)Just face it: Life is hard. Period. The battle with suicide is over, but the war isn't...The story continues with heartfelt, relatable poems dealing with the everyday struggles of life.
☘ No unbroken egg Has given life No unbroken heart Has ever triumphed ☘ You were my chandelier You lighted up In my presence But I could never reach up To you ☘ ❣Short in length❣ ❣But not in depth❣
"I write only because there is a voice within me that will not be still." - Sylvia Plath ( All Rights Reserved) NO COPYRIGHT in any way shape or form. Must have written consent from me. Only quote if you give credit ❤️ Some featured photos aren't mine⚠️
Dote·d™ A collection of unrelated poems written by yours truly. --- the psychological remnants of the naïve dote. --- Poems are not in chronological order but are arranged according to ratings given by BENITA E. (the author) ★···☆ Enjoy =) Highest Ranking: #244 in Poetry {05/02/17} [formally titled The Remains of D...
❣(Highest rank #2)❣ You lifted me And kept me Amidst the shooting stars And then when I fell for you From this place so far You made me your wish And then you Made it come true (From the poem LIFTED) ▲ Reaching out to you is like plugging my phone to the charger but forgetting to switch it on Without you I'm a dead ph...
That's the thing with being the quiet girl, only papers know what I say. Part I of The Zeros. | was featured | #3 in poetry |
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
❝the world turned into black and white so she made colors through her mind.❞ © sam r. all rights reserved
A collection of Poems written for the Poets Pub 2017 Poem a Day Challenge.
I have been surviving the past few years, counting on my hands, the days taking me, to the impending end. I will not. I will not sacrifice my hands anymore for something so sacrilegious. I color my hands with Vermillion, rub the pages of my notebook and see the difference it can make. It's not magical. It's not life...
I want you to see me smile. I need you to smile at my smile. *** HR- #8 *** ©VioletEden2017
(#12 in Poetry- 3/5/17 |14 in Poetry- 2/28/17 |23 in Poetry- 11/18/16) Have you ever considered picking up a pen and writing to the one you fear most? Well, that's what I've done. When I write to my fears, It's oddly satisfying, because I know that they hear me - they answer back with life. PLEASE NOTE: This is NOT m...
❝i've delicately chosen letters to form words and words to form sentences, each sentence a colorful paint stroke on the canvas of my mind.❞ [ #1 in poetry on 27/08/16 ]
In my head run many thoughts about many things. I've tripped some of them up for you. Do enjoy!
