Warning: I don't mind wrapping you up in my paper blanket of love poem promises to keep you warm from yourself and allow the depressing lines inside to give you a paper cut, I am a cruel poet. ••• "To indulge in your existence that flows through the hole in my heart onto the small Bright coloured orchid we've hidden from the eyes of the rules is my wanting." •••Quoted piece©

A place for all those little poems & pieces I've been writing lately - especially for Twitter. Four & six liners, occasionally Haiku, too. The theme is - mostly SMALL & VERY SHORT: ) I'll be transferring these from other places too, when I can.

A compilation of short poems and quotes written by yours truly. Highest: #1 in poetry All Rights Reserved © John Schorwinson 2017 Marvellous cover made by @soundthealarm

ᴘᴏᴇᴛʀʏ | ❛ FIGURES OF SPEECH LOST IN OPAQUE METAPHORS.❜ ❨ MILDLY POETIC BULL™❩ CREDITS FOR ALL MEDIA CONTENT GOES TO TUMBLR ❨ ©2k17 BATLANTIC ❩ COVER BY CHRISTAENITY

A young woman who was always the life of the party, quick to tell a joke, always smiling and happy, tragically dies at age 23. What her mother found after her death reflected a much different young woman, her poetry. Her words showed a young woman crying out to feel loved, wanted, beautiful and worthy. Struggling to accept herself as the wonderful, happy, beautiful young woman everyone else saw her as. Her words reflect the pain and torment she allowed another to cause her. It is her mother's most heart felt desire to reach even one young person struggling to accept themselves. To encourage them to open up and talk to someone, to know they are never alone, to know their feelings are validated. She also hopes to reach a mother that perhaps feels her daughter is perfect and completely in charge of her life, as mothers often do. After reading her poetry, hopefully it will facilitate conversation, confirm unconditional love and help to end words that a mother never hears. I am her mother and these are her words.

from the unloved, to the unloved. © sonderingly

According to the dictionary, a nocturne is a work of art that is inspired by the night. So sing with me, dearest moon, tonight shall be a nocturne. Copyright © by CielloMaxin Highest ranking: #52 in Poetry - 11/3/2016 DISCLAIMER: I do not own the photos I use for the covers of my books. All credits belong to their respective owners.

Let me show you the way the night shines in your eyes. Highest rankings- #34 as of 7/27/17 #39 as of 7/17/17 #54 as of 7/10/17 #56 as of 7/7/17 #63 as of 7/6/17 #67 as of 7/1/17 #89 as of 6/30/17 #98 as of 6/29/17 <<cover by @2bulletsandadream>> ***COULD BE TRIGGERING*** This is a collection of my poetry. If anyone has read my last book, When The Blood Ran Black, know that this won't be all doom, gloom, and despair. Just like the night is more beautiful with stars, so too is this book. Both lighter poetry and darker poetry will be featured here. I will put trigger warnings for the poems I feel could be triggering, but please tell me if you think a poem needs a warning but doesn't have one.

"i. they tell me they 
cannot comprehend art. where art is, whispers reside. ii. i tell them
 that the only art i need are the words that bleed onto paper. iii. they tell me it doesn't work that way. there are compromises for art. sports. science. history. iv. but i want to speak. there are moments that fleet away when i do not store them. there are impulses that dab off when i do not write. v. when i am alive, i burst
open with Slyvia Plath and Robert Frost. my hair fluffs with words. my veins cry with poetry. vi. welcome to my poetry book. i hope you drown in the words you sink in." ©theperfectphoenix Established -- [09-03-2016] Highest Rank : #2 in Poetry. Now A Wattpad Featured Book! [20-05-2016]

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.