It's only at night that you hear the faint whispers of the writer's pen trailing paper. [COMPLETED]

He just wants to create. [UPDATED ON MONDAYS ONLY]

The stories of how we keep things in our lives, objects which have a meaning to us but seem so insignificant to others.

Small Thoughts -- Poetry

No matter what happens there are some memories that cant be replaced, well memories are not meant to be replaced!! Every soul will taste death and every memory will once be remembered. 'I knew that looking back on the tears would make me laugh but I never knew that looking back on the laughs would bring tears'- Me (A/n)》 some of the lines are inspired from my fav stories and i tried to use them in a good manner with no intention of copyright and my poems implies on random he's and she's. ------------------------------- RANKINGS= (these will be the memory that wont hurt. Ever.) -ranked #64 on 25.03.17 -ranked #75 on 6.03.17 -ranked #86 on 3.03.17 -ranked #235 on 25.03.17 -ranked #249 on 23.02.17 -ranked #333 on 15.02.17 -ranked #424 on 14.02.17 -ranked #605 on 13.02.17 -ranked #645 on 12.02.17 - ranked#717 on 10.02.17 Copyright © Afnanrahman 2017

as long as youre happy, im okay. last edited// 5:48 pm nov. 15, 2016 ©coolpeople123 *i do not own this picture. credit goes to owner.

Every story deserves to be told just as everyone has the right to live. This just happens to be my story. *A collection of 50 poems*

[FEATURED on @WattpadPoetry] Everything is Art. A collection of poems, whose main idea is to tell stories. Both depressing and inspiring, sad and happy, pale and full of colour, they are here to show life in its many aspects through the eyes of a sad dreamer. (Every poem is better than the previous one. That's how anthologies work.) I DO NOT own any of the used pictures, nor intend to make profit out of them. All credit goes to the right artists. Copyright © 2018 wildnature777

Highest rank #23 in poetry. ".....Suddenly you said that I was not enough for you, You said that we should just fall apart, us two.... I couldn't take it and fell on one knee, But all you did was whisper that, "You hurt me."......" A collection of poems that reflect the pain inflicted upon a person going through a heartbreak.... Because broken hearts fall apart very quietly. No sound comes when it breaks. No one knows that this person is suffering. Looking for something that is too relatable? Yup, you have come to the right place.