of voids and visions
destruction of the self Ⓒ shezal, 2018
✿ Like sunflowers I want to grow in the places where there is melliflous poetry, soft anxiety, imbue art, ethereal canvas, wild fleurs, iridescent galaxies and nefarious stars ✿ [Ranked highest #1 in poems] ACHIEVEMENTS ♡ #1 in writings on 16.01.2019 ♡ #2 in thoughts on 17.01.2019 ♡ #1 in poems on 17.01.2019 ...
a lonely Saturday conversation on the wrong side of the yellow bedroom curtains. ... || Wattys Winner 2018 ||
the walls with blued body scents soft on the skin, the curtains drawn and a lover asleep close by. ...
I am his siren, and I sing out for him; FORLORN NIGHTS OF SPRING is a collection of poetry. © 2017-2018 ally maková, all rights reserved.
"Explosions are my specialty, I can and will be your doom, Now get down on your knees, baby, I'll make your world go boom." • • • Unconventional poems of a conformed man. I voice all my inner chaotic turmoils in rhyming words so they sound less pathetic. And also, I spice it up with dirty poetry, in good ol' me style...
I kiss your eyes so you will recognise me 2016, adriana © (p #48 - 140117)
LIKE THEM; the cunning, the strong, the rational, the sensual, the rash. POE19 [151016]
❝to infinity, endlessly, without limit.❞ - in which i write poems on the nature of christianity, homosexuality, and the absence of a father.
In which a millennial black boy discovers the power of his thoughts and the impact of a pen. The consequences thereafter are devastating. A collection of shitty poems and real life experiences narrated from the perspective of a charcoal dreamer.
☼ I wished upon a star but realized it was night. The sun that I had wished upon, had left me forever blind☼ ► sporadic updates ► poetry book ► thank you for reading ©world_joy_ Cover by @daisybrowser
with you: words are not routines anymore / with you: is where home is / home is where the heart is / a pair of eyes and a turbulent pulse
stitching storms into lovers' thighs (poetry #1 / prose #1 - 061120) © VANGOHS, 2017
drop by my house at half past noon; we'll make small talk of murder over chamomile tea © VANGOHS, 2017
the silhouettes your eyelashes construct upon slavic cheekbones #42 in poetry 20/07/18 #40 in poems 16/08/18 #34 in poetic 20/12/18 © charlieisaneatfacade 2018
like magnets, opposites attract: your heart and the sea (but who really defines the word opposite? blood and water, you and me?) | a collection of poetry
❝ Our love bloomed like a rose and died like a wildflower. ❞ - 🦋 #1 in poetry on 16/01/19 🦋 🌕Completed *None of the images included are mine*
→ 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...
Words pulled together at a delirious 3am while I lay in bed staring at my ceiling. Cover by the lovely: @sarngy Don't be shy go check out her things they're good 🙈
Poems about fighting Fighting heartbreak, Fighting against the pain of Losing a best friend Fighting against the monster known as Mental health Fighting against yourself the cruel world But mostly fighting for survival
❝ just like seasons, everything changes ❞ ── from surroundings to our innerselves, phases of life to pieces of relationships, each single thing has its season and alterations. six seasons; six poems; six phases of life 【 a collection of poetry and prose】 HIGHEST RANK#1 in kalon 2021 ©...
It's okay to be weird, it's okay to love the things which most do not. She is esoteric, she is not out and out but she is madness and madness is a beautiful irony where perfection and flaws are the best of friends. She is the definition of everything other worldly so let's dive into the untold and unearth this inscru...