Não se define Poesia, se sente. Entender que a cada instante vivenciamos cores e sabores diferentes em nossas vidas sem sequer estarem interligados, é entender que somos tons de cores numa paleta vazia. É sobre ser muito sendo pouco; agridoce amargura que me faz ver Tons de Poesia em tudo, principalmente nas entrelinhas do cotidiano onde há verdades e inverdades que remetem toda uma vida... uma vida desconhecida que pode até mesmo ser a sua. Afinal, quem nunca se identificou com algum verso de poesia? Tons de amores, tons de dores, tons de flores, tons de tudo um pouco. Textos de minha autoria. (Postando ainda) PLÁGIO É CRIME. Capa feita por @BiahVargens

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Okay I wanted to publish a book where we could do collabs. And here it is. I have noticed some amazing talent on wattpad, people who write so nice verses in small paras. I would like all of us to together form a master piece :) I will love it if you join :D Highest Rank #8 October 27, 2017

A random collection of some of my poems that have no distinct theme.

The planted seeds of my wretched thoughts and emotions have bloomed their way out onto these pages, birthing a catastrophic garden; a virtue of beauty. A collection of emotions and thoughts documented in words, encompassing a voyage through the labyrinth of my soul. Here, echoes of time, humanity, and growth intertwine to paint the canvas of expressions, a passage through which I find solace only in sharing through words.

A collection of original poems revolving around what it's like to have depression. ©BrokenLead 2014

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