Today I Passed Your House And Realized I Wasn't Over You
"It isn't until we are falling, I think, that we realize just how high we once were." a poetry collection reflecting on the fall, written while falling. completed
"It isn't until we are falling, I think, that we realize just how high we once were." a poetry collection reflecting on the fall, written while falling. completed
Embrace poetry as your bosom pal, and swim in an exquisite linn of emotions ✿~~~~~~ ✒️ An anthology of poetry and a garland of lines concocted in my reveries . 🌹 Cover Credit : @D. Lawliet
Welcome, we are all mad here In... Wonderland. ♠️🃏🤍 'In... Wonderland' is my thirteenth full length poetry collection, written specifically with themes of surrealism, folklore and fairytales in mind. These poems transport you to a whimsical, story-driven world in which the clouds swirl in dazzling neon colors, river...
"The rest is silence decorated in confetti". 💀🦋 'Psychology', my fourteenth poetry collection, explores and examines the lives of two fictitious and purposefully stereotypical characters: Jack, the popular sports-star who is his hometown's hero and Dianna, the pretty blonde girl who seems to have it all. However, ve...
Hunters poem challenge 100 summer poems to win extra points. Random Poems about the summer holidays.
'Loyal' is a collection of poems that explore a wide range of emotions. Written in the midst of a deep and hollow spell of isolation and quarantine, I needed to create something; anything that would be a bright light for me. So, I started writing through my worry, my fear, my hopelessness, my joy, my cautious optimism...
Little things lead to many things. Maybe to a broken heart, Maybe to a shattered soul, Maybe to an end. My work is under copyrights All Rights Reserved! so before copying think about the consequences. Cover by my amazing girl @etherealmess_
Everytime I close my eyes, There is a dark paradise.... --------------------------------------------- You have to see what I am.. You can't leave me stranded.. You have to love what I am.. You can't leave me on knees.. You have to listen what I am.. You can't leave me begging... ...
A scenic kaleidoscope where each poem is fuel for the imagination. Intriguing poetry portraying both dark and enchanting themes. Fantasy tales of original and imaginative spell-binding poems, also inspired by myth and legend. A world of unique, mysterious and beautiful imagery sewn by enthralling words woven in...
Bliss in the greens is an anthology about nature, where nature speaks with words. It shows vividly the love for nature with edifying words. Where the writer explains the beauty of nature and the effect of distablizing the ecosystem, which is same as your identity. Since we all come from nature.
From love, to hate, to despair, pain, heartbreak, nature, faith, grace, comfort, overwhelming feelings..in words.
sometimes we fall in love with the wrong people. and we stay with them, because we think that our love is enough to mold them into the person we want them to be. it never is. and the inadequacy of your love will hurt you. you will wonder why you are not enough for the one person who is more than enough for you. ~...
people write about things that do not happen. they will romanticize this world in hopes of filling themselves up. they write like their words are food. but i have always written to empty myself completely. i will romanticize feeling nothing. june 1st 2018- august 16th 2018 thank you, @blushingbieber, for the wonde...
Roses...do have fragrance and for sure they have thorns....let's explore how they mess with the heart...Roses do come with suprises.....what are these surprises? Read to find out...
Confusion. Depression. Hurt. Inequality. So many bottled in emotions...watch them being expressed through the hands of poetry. Get lost in these words, but find hope in them. The words we hide from, the words we try to ignore...the LONELY WORDS. All copyrights reserved. No part of this book should be used without the...
A Collection of Poems ********************************************* Love may be a facade. Love may be deceptive. Even now in this state I write of love, I myself may not be in consciousnesses.
The words that crowd her mind find ways to fly out her fingertips as she fills page after page with her love, pain, and raw emotion. Love. Pain. Loss. Emotion. Successes. Failures. Poetry. These feelings stir words that lay on a page and wait patiently to be noticed and appreciated. enjoy!
⤘𝐺𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑝 𝑜𝑓 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑑𝑠 𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑛𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜, ❁ 𝑆𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡𝒉𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠𝑜 𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑟, ❁ 𝑆𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡𝒉𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠𝑜 𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑛𝑖𝑓𝑖𝑐𝑒𝑛𝑡, ❁ 𝑆𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡𝒉𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠𝑜 𝑏𝑒𝑎𝑢𝑡𝑖𝑓𝑢𝑙 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑. ☙ 𝐴𝑙𝑡𝒉𝑜𝑢𝑔𝒉 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑛 𝑤𝑖𝑡𝒉 𝑡𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑠 𝑡𝒉𝑎𝑡 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑠𝒉𝑒𝑑, ☙ 𝐴𝑙𝑡𝒉𝑜𝑢𝑔𝒉 𝑓𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑛𝑒𝑠...