Poetry,is an art of writing .A poem can be a description of something,which can be an object,a bond or even an emotion!A poem can also be a story,put in a few or many paragraphs. ..... Basically ,its a piece of writing that comes from the heart!and rhymes! ..... My poems are usually about nature....so if you like natu...
Mixed are the emotions, Scattered are the notions, Jumbled are the thoughts, Of feelings suppressed, feelings I forgot. Stood by and watched the scene unfold, "The way of reality," Society had told. To change my clothes and cut my hair, Was how they said to avoid their stares. I played the part, Diso...
"He wanted her. She'd never tell. Secretly, she wanted him as well." ~Avril Lavigne MEET: Andy - the weirdo. Adam - the gamer. Rachel - the athlete. Val - the emo. Skylar - the singer. Russel - the bookworm. When their paths intertwine, is it love they will find?
Have you ever felt overwhelmed by the number of sides to a story, the number of words to make up a description or even the number of thoughts needed to execute an idea? Have you ever had the fear of judgement, or been haunted by the thought of speaking your mind, yet still have the urge to sing at the top of your lung...
Trapped. Surrounded on all sides by an overpowering barrier visible only to you. A barrier consisting of your thoughts, your dreams, your hopes, separating you from the rest of the world. Thoughts struggling to escape, the memories vivid in your head. You're trying to push back the flood of emotion, trying to break d...
| WATTYS 2018 WINNER: THE POETS | ❝Only when one can smile at her own reflection, be proud of her own thoughts and be happy with who she is, will she learn to fall in love with a candid picture.❞ Unveiled, unmasked, revealed. Displayed for the world to see, is her true personality. At first, she believed thoughts we...
Am I beautiful? Is this perfection? Mind says yes, Reflection says no. Beauty lies beneath, ~Always.~ Beneath lies beauty. No, says reflection, Yes, says mind. Perfection, this is. Beautiful, I am. . . . A collection of Palindrome poetry.
❝Her world was a mess, so she lost herself in a wonderland of madness.❞ The greatest happiness in life is to love and to be loved in return. To feel the warmth of hugs, to know there's always someone out there who will protect you from the darkness that lurks in the world around you. But to Skott Everly, a girl as lo...