Overdosed
A collection of poems. From the heart. By the fingers. Through the mind.
Third and last installment of the Pills trilogy. She keeps on looking for her Adonis, but she found her Hephaestus.
A compilation of thoughts from Day 1 to present. (Finished) Other works: Overdosed Misplaced
What if the only thing you have left is just a piece of paper? Well, more of a whole stack of papers, a thousand to be exact. Origami is the only thing for the one who folds again and again, one paper bird at a time. It's the only hope this person has who has fallen into the depression of knowing nothing will ever cha...
Do you see that dark figure following you? No. Don't move, or it'll go away. What do you think it is? Maybe it's some kind of monster, I'm scared. Wait, I have one too. What is this? It's called a shadow? What is a shadow? Is it a friend or foe? A stalker of the day and night? A monster that lurks in the darkness? A f...
Gossip. Everyone gossips since they have nothing better to do. Their lives are boring, so they go talk about someone else's lives. So they talk, everybody talks. But what happens when you're the one their talking about. Better yet, about someone having a crush on you. You're flattered, who wouldn't? You get used to i...
Who is Ms. Amnesia? Is she that girl who lost her memory? No, don't pity her. She's the girl who lost her past, her present. And maybe even her future. The girl who chose this, long ago. Maybe even knowing the consequences and sacrifices she made just to start all over. She lost her memories for a reason. No one know...
This is a tribute to a book by Jerry Spinelli So don't worry about it being a copy Now if you liked the book "Stargirl" by him Try reading this poem, or at least even skim
Ms. Heart is a rich girl, with a poor heart. She's forever scared of love, not knowing the dangers it will do to her heart. But she also knew she would die without seeing the world. Mr. Art whole life surrounds art. He could paint, sketch, draw with eyes closed, and sold his art with no complaint. But one day he sudde...
Who's Superman? Was the question a little kid asked me. And all I could say was that there's no such thing as a Superman. He's just a fictional character with supernatural powers. He's not real, he's made up. But then who will save us when we're in trouble? I didn't have an answer for that.
In which there is a debate between an optimist and a pessimist. If you don't know what either means, don't be embarrassed. An optimist always thinks that the world is full of hope. The pessimist will just shake his head and say, "Nope". So do you think it's right to believe everything is great every day? Or see th...
Try to hear, don't leave me hoping. Please, don't try to quit. Just answer this one simple thing, Can you hear it? Won competition to be published in Creative Communication 2016 Spring Anthology
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because sometimes words are like paint splatters; messy, chaotic and leaving their imprint on any canvas they come in contact with. but also full of life and colour, and just like a masterpiece, is capable of being interpreted in 7 billion different ways. #132 - 22/10
in which she writes poems to show others they're not alone. all rights reserved 2016 LeiLani N. [Cover by @lets-defeat-the-huns] {Highest ranking: #21//poetry}
In which tiny snippets of time are cut and pasted together. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Poetry #30 (29/01/19) © 2019 evethespy. All Rights Reserved.
in which she takes you on a journey through the many different trails of her mind. poetry / reflections / art ✏︎ poetry #492 copyright © 2017 by clato_maroondiamonds. all rights reserved. lowercase intended.
So many ideas, so little time. PLENTY of ideas that need permanent homes! [ cover by @soundthealarm ]
Of life and death. Of love and heartbreak. Of sin and truth. Of muses and tragedies. The world is a complex weave of binaries. And so is this book. [a collection of poems by Claudia]
she was a burned soul; inflamed by your euphoric lies believing that if she never told, she'd forget your soundless goodbye ▪▪ - LITTLE TO NO EDITING, FEEL FREE TO LEAVE GRAMMAR CORRECTIONS - | lowercase & no periods intended | a collection of my poetry i've been writing from middle school to high school. excuse the s...
❝i've delicately chosen letters to form words and words to form sentences, each sentence a colorful paint stroke on the canvas of my mind.❞ [ #1 in poetry on 27/08/16 ]
a clutter of stories. updated as often as i can. 》started: 8-21-18《 rankings: #69 in poetry - 9-23-18 #35 in poems - 9-24-18 extra note: do NOT plagiarize any poems from this book! it is 100% my own work, and i put lots of time and effort into writing these for your enjoyment. any overlap is accidental.
a series things that I wish I said, a fortunate events that I wish happened, an excerpts of books that I wish I wrote. dedicated to you who took my breath away with every I love you(s) that came out of your pretty mouth. © Copyright Reserved
you came in waves, but you never stayed. --- dedicated to you, the one who makes me realize that it doesn't take a bullet to kill someone. © Copyrights Reserved
after all you don't need water to feel like drowning, do you? --- dedicated to you, the only person who took my breath away with your pretty lies and empty promises. © Copyrights Reserved
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