My Poems
Just a few personal poems about life experiences I've had. I haven't updated this in a while *whoops* so I'm sorry for anyone who has been waiting. Have a good day/night, and keep hanging on! You're awesome the way you are!
Just a few personal poems about life experiences I've had. I haven't updated this in a while *whoops* so I'm sorry for anyone who has been waiting. Have a good day/night, and keep hanging on! You're awesome the way you are!
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.
it's 12 am and i'm wide awake --- just a short disclaimer from the author in 2021, please do note that this was written by a 15 year old.
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 a...
Freefall. The title, hopefully, describes what you will find in this collection, I shall write pieces free of the constraints of both form, and structure.
POEM COMPILATION ☆ Highest rank in POETRY: 5 ☆ -- × poetry × language : english × started : 150111 × ended : 160927 × status : COMPLETED ( all poems made by me + plagiarism is a crime )
To me poetry should flow like water. Hiding Behind The Mask is a behind the scenes look at my life - raw and real.
Poem: Sean Michael Hayes Illlustrations: Ben Spiechart #indie #writer #poetry #death #girls #sex #drugs #love
I am an artist and this is my garden of words. Copyright @2015, All Rights Reserved
❝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
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...
Poems about the human brain and its emotions. The secrets hidden behind closed doors, the what if's, the should I... would I?
❝We all are addicted to something that ruins us.❞ Just some powerful quotes that I found and compiled them into a book. Highest rank; #1 in Poetry (straight #1 from March 16, 2016 - April 18, 2016)
"i was thinkin' about yesterday, when you asked me why i stayed, with this, and i didn't answer you. i didn't answer you, because i don't know why i stay. nova?" "yea?" "would you like to run away with me?" {cover: @guyswithguitars } highest ranking: #21 in Poetry || completed || "shoot for the moon. even...
"Will you ever hear me in the rain?" "...?" ***** #157 in Poetry February 12, 2016 #86 in Poetry February 14, 2016
lo·cu·tion ləˈkyo͞oSH(ə)n/ (n.) " a particular form of expression;" 《 a collection of poems and prose. 》 highest rank - #7 in Poetry ♡ #3 in Prose ♡
short poems by a teenage girl who changes her style multiple times throughout this book. 11/13/15 - #34
Poetry & very short stories. Some are real, some are fantasies. // #11 in Poetry (February 24th 2016) Cover by the amazing @sighstiles
A collection of poetry found under lovers nails or stained against your pillow case - highest ranking - #3 poems - #9 in poetry - All rights reserved - © Ruby Smith @desp-erate 2014 Cover by @-grxnge
these poems are for the lonely, forgotten, the lost poets at three am, and everyone else in between cover credit: -sidjenkins
A piece of soul in ink, and unto the paper it spilled. A collection of thoughts that rhyme from a wandering mind.