2AM Thoughts
➳ lingering thoughts and poems i've written at midnight.
"The two basic items necessary to sustain life are sunshine and coconut milk." - Dustin Hoffman I agree Mr. Hoffman... I agree...
(n.) Misfortune •unfortunate condition or event • Badluck Just a tad part of our words in the form of poetries. Written by a small misfortune. . . . "No one listens to her 'cause she doesn't have a pretty face to match her pretty head, now that's called misfortune" __________ {#24 IN POETRY}-highest ranking
Classic nursery rhymes revisited with a Sci-Fi Twist. Originally published in Tevun-Krus, @Ooorah's monthly e-zine dedicated to Science Fiction and its many subgenres.
It's not always what you say. But if you listen, you may just understand. We're entirely mad and lost. But you might feel the same.
[COMPLETED] These are my original poems that I created. I am a poet and I love poetry with all my heart, and I find it unique to write poems with unheard voices of your conscious. My original poems are about my past, present, and future; along with my thoughts, my emotions, my life, anything about me. Please enjoy!!! ...
This is a poem that describes that loves is a two way process , A person who loves you will always expect you to love him\her the way they love you. (No matter they tell you or not) But in most cases , like in most of the relationships one person is always a giver and another is always a taker. The giver keeps on g...
Driving home one night, I stared out the window to see the moon shining so bright and thought about writing something about it and well I may not be the best poet or writer but I hope you like what you read. Written - 2017
Po•et•ry /poh-i-tree/ noun 1. the art of rhythmical composition, written or spoken, for exciting pleasure by beautiful, imaginative, or elevated thoughts. 2. literary work in which special intensity is given to the expression of feelings and ideas by the use of distinctive style and rhythm; poems collectively or a...
a collection of poetry from when I felt everything. from shit, to happy, to a crying blubbery mess, I present my works from my most emotional times
Just a book full of poems dedicated to the explosion of confetti and noise that is my scattered mind (All poems are written by me ) Highest ranking #228 in creation
Eccedentesiast [noun] One who fakes a smile. One who represses pain by stifling a smile. One who hides behind a smile.
Hey, you're really cute. You have a nice face, but you're a little big. You really do eat a lot. Like A LOT. you're such a pig. So you don't eat much now, you're basically starving. Honey, that's not cool. I'm worried, why don't you just start carving. But you're poor, you don't have the money for that. So you st...
As the tides turn, As the times change if everything is extraordinary is anything? In the end, the truth shines out all her flaws ring and shout. The moonlight shines and in it she falls gracelessly she, soulless, grays eternally The pandemonium shows you the true orders that once read chaos. Her melodies are haunting...
♡ hey guys this is my first book, um im not good at English because its not my first language its my 3th. I love philosophy even tho im not good at it, I think philosophy is your deep thoughts every human has and philosophy helps me express my thoughts and ideas. I will also use this book as a motivational book s...
Poems about anything. Anything can be beautiful and anything can be painful. Anything can be dreadful and anything can be wonderful. Just anything in general.
Poem on a girl, who because of her limitations and million reasons is not able to achieve a good stand in her relation .... Instead of supporting her, her love called her bad... and didn't understand her reasons... but she accepts the challenge and promise her love that she will soon be everything that he'll want...
a girl finding herself through pain and heartbreak . using her words as her escape, she grows to love herself thanks to @shoobari for the beautiful cover!
~ Words leak through minds, like too much ink does to paper. They spread silently like diseases and blossom like the non-existent amaranthine in spring. ~ (COVER NOT MINE) (All rights reserved) (A collection of rhyming poems. Part 2 out now) (Highest ranking = 99 in poetry)
[Disconnected]® #120, 1 July 2017 #117, 2 July 2017 #107, 3 July 2017 #88, 5 July 2017 #85, 5 July 2017 #52, 9 July 2017 #43, 11 July 2017
A look inside the minds of my characters, and my own, through poetry. All poems are original, albeit inspired by many things in this world. I may occasionally write poems about characters from other people's books, in the way that I see them. I will always give credit where it's due. Copyright © 2015 All rights re...
"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...
poems for the crazy minds with big hearts **Disclaimer** The art on the cover is by Leonid Afremov
Table of Contents Free Verse: Gypsy Acrostic-Etheree-Reverse Etheree: Tenderness Pantoum: Mystic Waters Conceit: He's Like a Shawl Haibun: Diamond Moon Refrain: Lushness so Lusted Haiku Trilogy: Hunters Anaphor: Out of the Rain Aliliteration: Savage Seasons Dectine Refrain: The Moon as Muse
to be free with your thoughts to take comfort in your mind to be as changing as the shifting sands to open your mind to light to ramble on about things unsaid to look back over the tides to understand the ramblings of your mind that is to truly write Highest Ranking: 11th in Poetry on 9/28/15
To those who read these poems, thank you. I'm a bit strange when it comes to a writing style and will constantly experiment with my work. Please enjoy~
Highest Ranking yet: #104 in Poetry A poem series that talks of various emotions of our life. Feelings of love, loneliness, brokenness are deeply seeded in these poems. "Come I may, but go I must"-we'd all go back to the place we've come from. But is there no valor in the staying or dying of the unknown, unheard ones...
I wrote this back on my account, but since I deleted it I have to start again. Anyways, this is just a collection of different pieces of work. Let me know what you think! I'm up for hearing your opinions!