CHAMBER OF REFLECTION.

⏳ ꒱ in which i write !

moonboots

moonboots = lost

Falling, Fallen

I am a lesbian poet who writes about mental health issues. Enjoy this collection of short stories and poems about my mental state as well as lesbian heartbreak.

The Flower Girl

Love happens when you least expect it. It starts with butterflies, but then you fall head over heels. This is a short story and poetry collection that is romantically themed. #6 for romantic poetry in June 2022

PRAGUE-BERLIN TRAIN DEPARTS AT 11

under fleurratic mirage, i cast a downwards © ssalvotore

the world of calla.

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐋𝐃 𝐎𝐅 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐀. welcome to the world of calla. a beautiful book of poetry, an astonishing writing style. - "poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion; it is not the expression of personality, but an escape from personality. but, of course, only those who have personality a...

the crossword of hearts | ✓

→ featured on WattpadPoetry [ 2021 ] ❝ the blooming flower taught me that despite difficulties one can be free only if one has the determination to be. ❞ a book full of gold glitter, the drizzle on unexpected days, the rare glimpses of moonbows, the hidden flowers in the bushes, the forgotten letters exchanged, th...

PETALS

SHE FELL FOR YOU LIKE PETALS FROM A FLOWER.

fire in the sky

all i wanted to do is listen to phoebe bridgers and think. instead, ive decided that life is too much to not document in words. 2020 ©rryleecc

I Met You In The Dark - Poetry Collection

poems of a chronic overthinker

anemoia | a prose collection

"I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life. To put to rout all that was not life. And not, when I had come to die, discover that I had not lived." anemoia - nostalgia for a time never known. a time never experienced, but desperately wished for. And within such peaceful yet part hectic moments, a surge...

𝙊𝙉 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙍𝙊𝙊𝙁𝙏𝙊𝙋 𝙊𝙁 𝙈𝙔 𝘼𝙉𝘿𝙍𝙊𝙈𝙀𝘿𝘼𝙉 𝘼𝙏𝙀𝙇𝙄𝙀𝙍

╚»★«╝ᶜᵒᵐᵖˡᵉᵗᵉᵈ╚»★«╝ //𝑷𝒐𝒆𝒕𝒓𝒚// 𝓘 𝔀𝓪𝓷𝓷𝓪 𝓰𝓸 𝓰𝓸 𝓫𝓮𝔂𝓸𝓷𝓭 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓻𝓼 𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓻𝓼 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓵𝓾𝓻𝓴𝓼 𝓲𝓷 𝓭𝓮𝓮𝓹𝓮𝓻 𝓼𝓹𝓪𝓬𝓮 𝓵𝓾𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓬𝓾𝓻𝓲𝓸𝓾𝓼 𝓬𝓪𝓽𝓼 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓽𝓪𝓵 𝓵𝓲𝓿𝓮𝓼 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒌𝒚 𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒘 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒆𝒓, 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒆 𝒐𝒏 𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒆, 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒌𝒆...

to make a home out of every sunset.

poetry. ❝my eyes dance across the vast sky and land on the sun as it gloriously dives its way home to the welcoming embrace of the horizon; handing over the baton to the bewitching moon.❞

𝖆𝖇 𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖗𝖆 ✓

𝓎ℴ𝓊𝓇ℯ 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓇ℯ𝒶𝓈ℴ𝓃 𝒾 𝒷𝓇ℯ𝒶𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓇ℯ𝒶𝓈ℴ𝓃 𝒾 𝒷𝓇ℯ𝒶𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓊𝓃ℯ𝒶𝓈𝓎 → original poetry → written from july 2018 to nov. 2019 Copyright © 2020 broken-statues

dribble

contrary to a deluge, these are tender thoughts relished for their sweetness & conciseness 2020 © rosy

Wounded

i just want to heal from this wound

Sad Women

A requiem for all the love with nowhere to go to but grief.

BLOOM

𝙥𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙮 𝙙𝙚𝙬𝙚𝙙 𝙚𝙮𝙚𝙨 𝙨𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 (𝙥𝙤𝙚𝙩𝙧𝙮) 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙥𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙥𝙨 /anthologies of prose and poems/

𝒘𝒆 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆

Where my thoughts wrote the words of a bleeding heart . A collection of thoughts, feelings from a hopeless romantic ❣ 𝓱𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓮𝓼𝓽 𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓴𝓼 : 4th- #fallinlove 10th-#hoplessromantic 10th-#sadpoems 20th-#him Winner of The Golden Awards 2020 in Poetry ❤ 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫�...

Almost | ✓

Isn't that the saddest word? Almost. Something with so much potential... but just didn't happen. We were almost lovers. We almost lived. These were almost stories. ●●● [ a collection of poems ] highest ranking: #3 [[ 08_03_16 ]]

romanticism of monsters

careworn and smiling with a crooked grin, adoration slept in the wrinkles beside his eyes as he observed the mosaic beauty. she held his callused palm in hers and whispered to the moon; "tonight, we're monsters." romanticism isn't always beautiful.

for what it's worth

for whatever it's worth, this is for you; this is for me. a collection of prose & poetry and every space in between. copyright © 2020 | avielle n.

loud poetry from a quiet girl

poetry by a person that's afraid of people. 12/23/15- #1 in poetry

you

너야. it's you saori (2020)

Shadows

ǁ [WATTPAD FEATURED BOOK 2.4.2016] Shadows that whisper your name. ǁ #23 on 11/23/15

oneirataxia/poetry by k.h.

oneirataxia; (n.): the inability to distinguish fantasy from reality. NEW BOOK: THE SHADE OF FLOWERS/POETRY BY K.H., OUT NOW!

I'm Not A Poet

I'm not a poet. I'm not anything. I'm just a young soul trying to express herself through the only way she knows how. ~A collection of simple poems~ Highest rankings: #6 in Poem - 25/09/18 #7 in Poem - 19/09/18 #15 in Poem - 1/09/18 #13 in Poetry - 27/09/18 #17 in Poem - 18/08/18 #19 in Poetry - 25/09/18 #23 in Poetry...