"if i fed you spoonfuls of sugar would it make the bitterness in your heart leave" a collection. of poems. of stories. of poems telling stories of their own. [lowercase intended] x featured in @ec_poetry's Premium Books reading list x

Poems and poetry that can relate to everyone.Sometimes life takes unexpected turns,life is all lies,illusions,a stage,a saga that clears up with time and what you see is your decision.Being optimistic is a choice. As the writer of this book, I will try my level best to provide optimism and motivation in this magical flavor of poetic verses.

'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.

poems on human existence, its emotions and a writer's struggle to grasp it. please vote and comment if you enjoy. highest rankings: #1 in poem (05.09.19) #1 in spoken word (29.12.19) #3 in poetry (07.09.19)

poems from a lover poems for a lover. cover by @-ichor

Take my hand, come with me, I have something interesting for you to see. Poems here and poems there, Poems and books everywhere. Filled with dreams and filled with tears, Sometimes hopes and sometimes fears. So take my hand there's so much to see, Together we'll read just you and me. {All work is my own} {#1 in Poems // 2/13/20} {Please ask/tag/credit me in any poems you want to use, thanks!}

this is just a collection of semi-scandelous poems and other soul baring content i write. you can find some of these and more on my instagram: @/confessions.of.a.crybaby enjoy.

Sometimes my voice dies in my throat, buries itself beneath waves of crippling suffocation, burns itself out as cold hands tear at my laced skin. I have smiled while my eyes have cried and pleaded, my wrists numb, my lips wobbling and blue, and stars escaping this dark night that I'm trapped in. I long for a darkness that gives way to light. But I do feel the warmth of petals gathering and scattering in my cold bones, and imagine the touch and the sweetness of a kiss, and my heart rises to the surface of this sea and finds a sky painted by passing artists remaining far above our heads. I'm breathing out all the words I've kept locked under the pages of my breaking mind. And by doing so, I'm going to heal. TRIGGER WARNINGS: depression, anxiety, self harm, suicidal thoughts, OCD, panic attacks

Poetry

poetry, but lenient