Rhyming Your Heart
As she feel something It become a thought And say it using her pen Captured by heart. 𝓟𝓸𝓮𝓽𝓻𝓲𝓪 𝓫𝔂: 𝓽𝓸𝓵𝓭𝔂𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓭𝓼
As she feel something It become a thought And say it using her pen Captured by heart. 𝓟𝓸𝓮𝓽𝓻𝓲𝓪 𝓫𝔂: 𝓽𝓸𝓵𝓭𝔂𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓭𝓼
"Words are, of course, the most powerful drug used by mankind." Rudyard Kipling disclaimer: all credit go to the creators of these writings. i took most of these off tumblr, google and pinterest and some i wrote myself.
'Window Acoustic' is a treble and bass of my thoughts. In this collection, one may find poetry born out of light and dark seeking to avoid reality or facing its vice.
I am an artist and this is my garden of words. Copyright @2015, All Rights Reserved
I am screaming into the endless mass of darkness and shadows that exists in my mind. Maybe it'll scream back. I dread it. I hope for it. I welcome it.
"this is your kind of story. no one is the good guy-- no one is the bad guy-- the blame shifts from monster to monster and in this place everyone bares their teeth." [featured. highest ranking: #6 in poetry.]
"I found solace in open love, And for that I know I am enough". Written across Europe, this poetry collection is all about self-love, self-acceptance, change, fear and creativity. 💕🌱 Now available on paperback. https://www.amazon.com/dp/B08CVT1GB8 | The Poetry Contest Top 20 Winner |
This is a poem about the thoughts that came to my head as I read about all the current tragedies in the middle of the strive for equality in the black community.
What would you do to disappear? What would you give up in order to start over? Popularity, your adoring best friend, the hottest guy in school? That is exactly what Lolita gives up when she goes missing. Why would the girl who seems to have everything give it all up? Disappear, just like that. Lolita and Amy are be...
The world had gone to hell long ago, taken over by the vampire race. In order to keep some sort of peace in our land, the Vampire Lords made a consecutive agreement. The rich and powerful humans could survive just as they had been, untouched by the vampires save for the occasional blood collections, or so they thought...
ranked #1 in poetry - july 3rd 2018 somewhat mix of poetry about self love, depression, real beauty, happiness, true love, past mistakes and much more. no it does not rhyme and you might cry. enjoy ♡
insæi - an old icelandic term; the sea within; to see within; and to see from the inside out est. may 24 2017 [ completed ! ]