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🦢 "Whalesoul dreamin', flying in the deep blue world Ocean mist, engulf my moving monumental body To the rhythm of your waves, hypnotized, Lyrical movements tickle heartbeats beneath my feet..." 🦢 Assalamualaikum (peace be upon you). This is a collection of my poetry: from freestyle poems and prose to ballads, sonnets, hymns and anything connected to poetry that emerges from the depths of my soul. Clean, raw words and pure emotions I pen and document. This is a safe space for you, dear reader. Rest your heart here. I hope you love your stay here and spending time with my poetry. I hope they make you feel and seen and heard. Because you are. Copyright © @Lonerwolf135 2019. All rights reserved. No part of this book can be reproduced, published, downloaded or transferred without my permission in any form by any means on any website, otherwise, the consequences will be severe.

A poetic collection where nature, elements, and emotions find their own voice. Each diary unveils a soul, reminding us that everything around us lives, feels, and speaks - if only we listen. Penned by Piku GYUN 💚🌿 Note 👉 Images Credit: Gemini Ai, Canva & Pinterest 🎗️HIGHEST RANKING 🎖️#1 poetess (29th November 2025+, 6th July 2026) 🎖️#1 bestseller (26th November 2025) 🎖️#1 bookofpoems (12th November 2025+, 8th July 2026) 🥈#2 diaries (25th April 2026) 🥈#2 speak (12th November 2025) 🥉#3 bestbookever (22nd November 2025)

this is for those who feel everything "too" deeply you are not too much you are not not enough you are not alone if no one told you today you matter

Thoughts turned into short essays

Do you ever smile at 12 AM, staring at the moon, Watching as stars glisten by, Coloring the darkness Only for the sun to take them away too soon? Wonders so full of amusement at the night sky, Smiling at 12 AM With an imagination And hearts full of thoughts soaring by. ------------------------------------------------------------- Welcome to my thoughts. You're welcome to stay so long as you'd like. Some are hopeful, some are beautiful, some are gloomy, some are mournful. But all are true to me, and all are from the night.

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Ang librong ito ay koleksyon ng mga prosa at tulang siniksik at inimbak ko sa likod ng aking puso. Wala akong pakahulugan sa deskripsiyon ng librong ito. Halo-halo ang mga piyesang naririto. Labo-labo rin ang petsa. Ang masasabi ko lang, lahat ng letrang isinusulat natin ng may pag-ibig ay laging nagmamahal.

Long night longs for my mind. ~stream of consciousness~

One day they'll know you by your dreams and not your fears.

A collection of poems that had the potential to be loved, yet remained unnoticed. Poets don't just write - they bleed, piece by piece, into the paper. They breathe life into words and call it poetry. Writing is filled with what-ifs, maybes, and endless confusion. Yet a poet continues - to write, to bleed, to stay honest. Poets are known for writing about love, but in truth, they write what they secretly crave - and when asked why, they learn to lie. This book is a place where overthinkers can breathe, where tired minds can rest, and where those carrying too much can finally pause.

In quiet hours, when the world forgets to listen, my soul whispers. These are the whispers beneath my skin, fragments of darkness, confessions of a dark poet, emotions too raw to cage. Every poem here is a shadow, a piece of me carved out by experience, emotions, mystery, and truth. Step click carefully, this where the light fades and the ink bleeds These aren't poems. There are midnight confessions, my silent storms, my unspoken echoes. This is my darkness, unveiled through ink.

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This particular poetry collection will feature more darker, moodier elements than my other collections. Since I have a rather potent darker side - I have to get it out in some form or another. Copyright © 2016-2019 By T. A. Hinson All Rights Reserved All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law. *Chart Achievements Peak: #5 [Wordart] New Peak: #9 [poetsofwattpad] 6/24/26

FIKA ━━━━━━━━━━━━ ♡ noun ( fee-ka ) [ swedish ] : a moment to slow down and appreciate the good things in life, often accompanied by sweet baked goods and a cup of delicious coffee. ⩩ a collection of excerpts, quotes, and letters by many beloved writers. ───［ CREDITS: Any works or literary writings in this books are not mine and in no way, own any of them. It is simply written here to show my appreciation of some works that I admire by many famous writers.

This book is a poetry book I am still writing it, it is about having feelings for someone that doesnt like you back.

Some small poetry dumps here. I really love to write small poems and listen to poetry. So I thought about writing some of my own from some of my recent inspirations as well.

- DO NOT REPOST OR STEAL ANY OF MY WORK- I wanted a place to put some of my "well written" poems. Have no clue if anyone will read them but uhh yea

When you have a toxic friend group, it feels impossible to escape. This is simply said: If they are your friend, you should never judge them for where they live, are from, or who their parents are, their insecurities, their whole person in general. In my case, I experienced a toxic friend group and they tore me down along with a friend I held dear to my heart. So this me, pouring out my heart on paper, raw, and unedited.

Some Poems and essays from the inferior poems.

the answer is yes. it will always be yes. you will always be the words. [(format) This originally started as a secret project I took on senior year, in high school. I wanted to write a poem about every single person in my class, eventually it became anyone who moved words inside of me to write about them. I always include their initials as the title. ]