Artofwords Stories

art of words - Now time won't flow, Eternity's stuck on a singular point Remaining dreams of hope Escape like smoke from an abandoned joint

These can be peaceful, or angry. Philosophical or simple a description. Depression may tend to be a common topic. They are simply blurbs i write to practice when i want to get something out of my system.

As I sway with the tranquil zephyr, I let my skin benevolently nudge the soil, the pure soil of this sunflower garden... I lay down, the beaming rays of sun, for one last time, fell on the petals and I celebrated nature. The gift of God and the life that I chose... A traversing remorse through the veins, in the loving memory of the departed soul. How do I put my complex feelings into words? The start of summer and the fluttery hearts. With the setting sun, I planted my adulation. For him, with his memories. The melancholy in the melody of his voice, his eyes possessed a concealed spark, his fragrance that persistently drove me wild, he left a mystical sign on my red gown. Most of all, the beguiling memories that haunt me like an eerie ghost. We walked the rainy nights, we sailed through the light of moon, shadow by the water's edge. The vivid sunflowers which devotedly revealed the map towards my heart and he succinctly constructed a perennial home within me. Not that I would ever admit, but a lover that has been faded, is a lover who never loved. Lies. In my illustration, the meaning of lie is cryptic yet crystal clear. A lie is a legitimate way of keeping a heart enclosed and engraved to your selfish possession.A lie is said when you have already broken that one fragile individual who painted skies in your name, but you're in denial. When you do not hold enough courage to fervently accept your betrayal, your insensitivity that cut open someone else. Look, they are bleeding incessantly. Every moment spent together was beauty in it's own way. The breeze caused us to thank every bit of the universe. The day I eagerly and earnestly was waiting for, had finally arrived. The decked up day was supposed to bring in showers of vibrant jubilee, isn't it? Why was it so pulchritudinous yet so despondent?... Why did "love" take shelter under the vicious wind? Why did love become a destructive chronicle? Bizarre, as it is.

"This poem is a heartfelt tribute to my idol, whose light continues to inspire and uplift me. Through his journey, he shown me the power of resilience, love, and hope. May his legacy shine on."

Poems and verses which uncover depression and ideals. Basically a teenage mind that rhymes.

My attempt of capturing the transformative journey of a talented girl from humble beginnings to becoming a global icon.

"𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ 𝑝𝑜𝑒𝑚𝑠 𝑠𝑒𝑒𝑚 𝑎 𝑙𝑜𝑡 𝑏𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑛 𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑟𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑦 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑎 𝑏𝑢𝑛𝑐ℎ 𝑜𝑓 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠."

This is my book of poems I've created, all art is by my friend Chubbycatstar. Feel free to check out some of her books!

Untold feelings

This is so bad, I'm so sorry, i started writing this when I was like 13, but anyway; •A poetry collection for lost souls• I have written all the poems in this book and the cover is also made by me. Feel free to correct any spelling mistakes and I would love if you'd let me know what you thought of the book, feedback is always appreciated!♡ //Warning; These stories may include sad/depressive/suicidal thoughts, as well as the mention of self harm. If this bothers you in any way, do not read this, I care about all of you out there and your mental health// I really appreciate all of you! Happy reading, everyone♡

Poem about realness in self and in love

my scribbles, the words i didn't said and the mini heartbreaks i felt. (I want to extend my sincerest gratitude to Hannah Lemholt for allowing me to use her picture as the cover. ♡ Go visit her blog on: hannahlemholten.blogspot.com)

"Even pain has a language - if you're awake enough to hear it." This poem is a journey into a space beyond words, a place before time, before humans, before dust and air existed. It is the weight of something ancient, sacred, and overwhelming - a presence that surges through the body like fire, rushing from chest to toes, alive in every vein. It is not peace, not grief, not anxiety - it is raw, unfiltered awareness, impossible to ignore, impossible to escape. It is felt in silence and song, in fleeting encounters and hidden glances. It is the recognition of forces greater than ourselves, the echo of something primordial that moves through strangers and friends alike, connecting us in ways unseen. It is the energy that hums beneath the surface of life, alive in the gestures, words, and codes of those we meet, the urgency of presence, the weight of reality itself. This is not a story, not a warning, not even a prophecy - it is a revelation of what exists before the known world, a glimpse of the depth, intensity, and timelessness that precedes history. It asks the reader to feel it, to see it, to acknowledge it without fear, to "tap in" to a consciousness that has always existed, beyond beginnings and endings, beyond comprehension, beyond escape.

A book of my original poetry! Some of these are poems I wrote years ago.. Some are by request... All of them by yours truly!

so is love a cup of coffee ?

"Between the Lines" is a collection of poems that dances between the quiet spaces of the heart, where words often fall short and emotions linger in the shadows. Each verse is a breath, a pause, a reflection of the moments that shape us but go unsaid. From the depths of heartache to the sparks of self-discovery, these poems capture the delicate power of unspoken truths. They are fragments of thought, woven together in vulnerability and strength, inviting you to explore the spaces where meaning resides, not in what is spoken, but in what is felt.

Soulful Serenades is a heartfelt collection of poems that captures the essence of emotions and the beauty of everyday moments. Each piece invites readers to dive into a world where words paint vivid images and feelings come alive. Join me on this poetic journey, where every verse is a serenade to the soul, celebrating love, nature, and the human spirit.

"A Problem Facilitates Growth, the winds of change orchestrated by God, force growth to be implanted" - Lefigga This is a collection of poems I've written about hard times. How time heals pain. Enjoy. Feel free to drop comments. Complete √ #7 in Art of Words

Some things meant to be unsaid and only to be written. - ShimmersErisJane | Compilation of Tagalog and English Poems| Warning: Don't copy. Don't Plagiarize!

In a world woven with shadows and light, one soul finds solace in the ethereal presence of another. This piece captures the yearning and devotion that linger in the heart of a lover left longing, describing an otherworldly connection that defies time and space. Through poetic prose and rich, classical language, this journey of passion, reverence, and desire unfolds, an ode to the radiance of a beloved whose absence renders life an empty void. Dive into a tapestry of emotions that binds two souls across realms, for this is not just a love poem; it's an eternal promise whispered by the stars.