shades of red

when you have too many thorns, all you can do is paint them in red, because, maybe then, they will look like petals [sequel to shades of blue]

11:11

dear stray eyelashes, ladybugs, dark tunnels, wishbones, dandelions, pennies, shooting stars, 11:11, and birthday candles, when will you do your job?

facade

what a strange feeling

When Winter Falls

If Julia Hart was fall, Lance Taylors was winter. And when winter falls, so do they - for each other. Or so he hoped. ©thebrumous, only available on Wattpad. All Rights Reserved. [Credit to @thelimpid for inspiring and helping with this very story.] HIGHEST RANKS: #22 IN POETRY | #10 IN FALL | #56 IN WINTER

The Darkness Within

The Darkness Within is a poem about life and the hardships that all of us go through, sometimes in life we tend to hide things away rather than speak about them, and over time that builds up to a point where you slowly start to feel the darkness taking over from within, sometimes it feels overwhelming but the main mes...

Aspiration

Poems about sadness, alcoholism, fear, and pretty much anything else you can think of to describe pain, with hints of love and passion. Enjoy!

The Shadow of Me (Poem)

Do you see that dark figure following you? No. Don't move, or it'll go away. What do you think it is? Maybe it's some kind of monster, I'm scared. Wait, I have one too. What is this? It's called a shadow? What is a shadow? Is it a friend or foe? A stalker of the day and night? A monster that lurks in the darkness? A f...

Untold Stories

A collection of poems, made from my heart and soul.♡ (Please do not steal my poems) (If you know if someone is stealing one of my poems, please contact me) (WARNING!! Some poems might deal with sensitive topics. If you are easily offended do not read) (Most of the cover pictures will be made by myself, but the book co...

Herban Poetry

A small but ever-growing collection of original poetry from the mind of a 19 year old pothead. This is home to a large range of thoughts, feelings, and ideas that cloud my head in poetry form.

anthology

"human beings are works in progress who mistakenly think they're finished" © taekth 2016

Hues of Heartbreak ➳ [Poetry]

❝She was inked into his skin and stitched into his heart ❞ [ A collection of poetry ] #28th on 3/1/17 #23rd on 12/4/17 #19 on 24/4/17

creating constellations

an abundance of space metaphors and you. #1 in poetry 6/7/16

INK

collection of poetry, thoughts, and parts of my soul.

loud poetry from a quiet girl

poetry by a person that's afraid of people. 12/23/15- #1 in poetry

The Tree of Dreams

Random poetry and the occasional drabble or dribble of other short random thought from the depths my somewhat bemused brain, or possibly Brian if the schizophrenic misspelt pseudo entity that lives up there is up to his old tricks... poems from the Tardis like halls of my head. No genre is safe...

Jen and Clark (LGBT+)

this is our secret, so don't tell anyone, okay? Copyright2016©PointTrueNorth Highest rankings: #10 <<November 27th, 2016>> #38 <<November 3rd, 2016>>

astronomy•poetry

these poems are for the lonely, forgotten, the lost poets at three am, and everyone else in between cover credit: -sidjenkins

she's not like the others.

quiet isn't always violent. #1 in poetry 11/2

The Art of Forgetting

How to forget someone who has gone , how to forget someone you can not forget , for love or hate, pleasure or disappointment . The art of forgetting gives you the keys to overcoming the sleep of reason , that dream we often produces monsters...

Funnybones

In which a dead boy and a living girl reunite after several years. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. 2016. N. A. || The sequel to 'Boy' In order to understand this story to its full potential, reading Boy is probably a good idea. But you don't have to.

boy

"i remember." © ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. 2015. N. A. The sequel to 'Boy' is 'Funnybones' and is available to read on my profile.

The Sweater Trade

in which marcus and audrey exchange sweaters. © ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. 2014. N. A.

the stars

gus; [noun] 1. the only boy who likes the stars © ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. 2014. N. A.

jupiter's moons

this pull is more than just gravity.

Triangles

Audrey likes James, James likes Anjelique. Audrey hates triangles, James loves obliques. copyright © eliza. april twenty-fifteen.

Ms. Amnesia (Poem)

Who is Ms. Amnesia? Is she that girl who lost her memory? No, don't pity her. She's the girl who lost her past, her present. And maybe even her future. The girl who chose this, long ago. Maybe even knowing the consequences and sacrifices she made just to start all over. She lost her memories for a reason. No one know...

letters to no one ➳ [poetry]

❝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 ]

Valentine's Night

When you don't have many friends and not even the bullys really take notice of you, you get use to being by yourself. Thats exactly how it was for 16 year old Candice Jones. Candice has one friend (J.J), nobody else talks to her and she has grown to like that. Then Valentine's night she gets a note pinned to her windo...