sweet dreams//poetry
love is our saviour, love is our loss hey kids! I promise I'll actually update this, honestly. #239 in Poetry on 11/09/17
love is our saviour, love is our loss hey kids! I promise I'll actually update this, honestly. #239 in Poetry on 11/09/17
Just unloading the burden of my cluttered brain. Random thoughts. Everything about Life in general. Raw emotions. But I'll try to make sense of my words. Hopefully? ©copyright ayanz88 NOTE: COVER BY @sarahikari_ska #18th highest rank { 21st/10/2017}
my mind is a universe and my thoughts are the scattered stars. [highest ranking: #200 in poetry]
Echoes is a collection of poems that is currently a work in progress that I will be trying to self-publish. Side note: These are not formatted properly because of Wattpad's layout.
What my heart tells me... Presenting to you a mixture of long, short, hopeful, dreamy, sad, but most importantly, raw and real words. I hope they impress, I hope you enjoy, and above all, I hope they speak to you. After all some words are much more powerful in verse. Note: If you came looking for short, 5 or 6 line po...
A "relationship" full of deceit, lies, and pain. Robbed me from knowing what true love was. Robbed me from the truth for 5 years. You led me on... and I trusted you with everything.
Broken. Battered. Tired. Battered into someone you never wanted to be. Ever thought of how you got here? How did it get this bad? Questioned why you didn't try a little harder to become the person you know you can be?
a collection of aesthetic, deep poetry. translation: shit that makes u think this is my heart and soul spilled onto the pages you could never find this is my heart in ink this is an escape
The Search for happiness can only be find When you fight the ashen days and leave it behind Find the light thy need Take the strength to feed Your core with happiness And sadness beneath To hold your hand and breathe Life. Poems about self discovery, love, life, me and us. Update once a week. #199 in Poetry ( 25-1...
Does that smile? Or that ability to walk a mile? Makes us a human Does that dark soul? Or duplicate roles? Makes us Human Does that cry? Or the tendency to pry? Makes us Human Does that taste of Death? Or to understand things at Depth? Makes us Human A poetry book about the creature too busy to call themselves...
You used to love me, but when you see someone else, you chase her like crazy. [07-08-17: #2 for Poetry] [From 06-28-16 to 04-20-17] Featured in @WP_Poetry's Reading List