Some of the least poetic poems you'll ever read, written by, you guessed it, me! These are some thoughts and feelings that I tried to put into words. I started writing poetry regularly back in January, so the poems in this book kind of tell the story of my life in 2018, since that's when I wrote them (except for the first seven poems, which I wrote in the summer of 2017, plus a few others that I indicate are old). Some of them are kinda random though. Warning: contains whining about my ex, anxiety, being nostalgic, and being very emotional. May cause varying levels of cringing. {Completed November 29 2018}

Poems of the hardship of life, the shattering pain that encompasses us all at times on our journey through a world filled with issues discussed in this book. •The chapter titled, "Society," won an honourable mention in the ec_poetry awards 3rd edition

It's my world - my life as I deal with its troubles and strife, It's my tale - my story as I reach out always searching for the glory, The throne is my home and home is where the heart is, So I'm trying every day not to be heartless as I confess my confessions in these chapters like therapeutic therapy sessions, And I know firsthand that life isn't fair, And that comes full circle since my greatest fear is that I'll die and there'd be no one around to care. •First Place Winner in the 2019 Splash Poetry Awards (March edition) •First Place Winner in the Spring Metanoia Poetry Contest •First Place Winner in the 2019 Flavoured Awards •Second Place Winner in the 2018 Victory Awards •Third Place Winner in the 2019 Rosie Awards •Third Place Winner in the 2019 (The) Champ Awards

Poems that are deep and dark... Cover made by @sugar_quill

"I cried over dreams I thought were real." { HR:- #14 } Copyright © thetaniatariq2017 #1 - sadteen ~ all poems are mine.

A collection of (mostly free verse) poems inspired by mental health, people, love, and all other things in life. Synaesthesia is a condition that happens when a sense, such as sight, triggers another sense, like smell, at the same time. All poems are written by me. Some have been published and printed.

I'm attached in a different way.

I find it hard to talk. Writing things down has always been the way I cope and comfort myself. And I enjoy it. It's exhilarating. Unexpectedly, for a long time I found someone who I could spill my words to and my hands lost touch with the paper. Excuse me, I'm a bit rusty.

This story give a vivided meaning of thr afterlife and being stuck behind life and death.Some people wouldn't believe in the after life until they see for themself.

Story that tells my life before I was born, lived in many souls, but the truth of my soul was more than death. More than a human being, I was faith of life.