eclipse

"we were like the sun and moon, catching glimpses of one another, waiting for an eclipse." HIGHEST RANKINGS: #8 in poetic

Pieces of my mind.

Here are some thoughts I wrote down, usually late at night. Mostly about him. Sometimes about life. Read if you want to, react if you want to. It's just here because I feel like I need them to be somewhere. Somewhere to be found. Somewhere to be remembered. In case somebody ever cared, here is it. Thats me. Thats how...

Blood Moon- Poems | ✓

"Bleed on paper, die in mind." "If words are a poem, then a voice is song, sound is music. And as I know, music is the best expression- which is inspired by thoughts." I swear on my writing, poem are way better than novels. They don't drag on dead emotions and keep it raw and crisp. No need for fitting into a certain...

words left unsaid. |poetry|

saudade; a nostalgic longing for something or someone that was loved and then lost, with the knowledge that it or they might never return; "the love that remains." (contains triggers) more quotes on my tik tok @ user548414754 • highest rankings #1 in poems #1 in sad poems #1 in sad poetry #1 in sad quotes #1 in quote...

Love Poems 💔

A collection of long and short poems for those that want sad and romantic poems to read. 'You held my hand, as my eyes leaked, whispered my name and kissed my cheeks' -Love Poems A\N :This is my first time writing poems so plz don't judge too harshly. Fair warning, not all my poems will make sense.

Poetry for the heartless and heartbroken

My poetry dwells in the infinite sadness of the broken and the heartless.

p o e t r y

A collection of poetry found under lovers nails or stained against your pillow case - highest ranking - #3 poems - #9 in poetry - All rights reserved - © Ruby Smith @desp-erate 2014 Cover by @-grxnge

melancholic || poetry ||

Poems & the inner thoughts of my mind <3 All rights reserved. No parts of this disclaimer may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopy or recording, or any Information storage and retrieval system without permission in writing from publisher. #13 in Poetry...

The Butterflies Have Gone | ✔️

I am an artist and this is my garden of words. Copyright @2015, All Rights Reserved