Instapoetry Stories

The poems of a caged voice, waiting fo freedom.

A Symphony of Shadows is a collection of short, evocative poems that explore the delicate interplay between love, self-acceptance, and the unspoken struggles we carry within. Each poem is a whisper from the soul-some tender, others aching-woven with themes of longing, vulnerability, and the beauty found in brokenness. The verses unravel stories of love that embraces imperfection, of monsters that are not meant to be slain but understood, and of moments where belonging is not given but deeply felt. From quiet reflections beneath a dying sun to the raw intimacy of an unexpected touch, this collection is for those who have ever wrestled with their own shadows and found solace in another's warmth. With rich imagery and deeply personal emotion, A Symphony of Shadows invites readers to step into a world where love does not fix-but sees, holds, and stays.

her eyes kept rolling into the back of her head. for a millisecond, she caught a glimpse of the starry lit universe within

This is a collection of poems made when my emotions reach a certain stage of level this is me expressing myself on a piece of paper

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Constructive poetry: a new genre of poetry that uses insubstantial nuggets of writing as the seeds to grow more robust and lush wordscapes, and a collaborative opportunity in which the Wattpad community can lend a hand in propagating this garden of beauty. Did you ever read an inspirational quote and think, "That's not all that deep, let alone inspirational," or a platitude and find, "This doesn't speak to me," or a poem that made you wonder, "That's an interesting idea, but could it be fleshed out more?" If so, and you would like to see the potential of such incomplete or underdeveloped pieces of writing realized, these constructive poems might satisfy that curiosity. These poems strive to take trite, unpolished, disappointing, and just outright bad writing, and through some added effort, nuance, and a little verbosity, transform them into something greater. The poems that will make up this collection are all inspired by cliched expressions, uninspired instapoetry, failed aphorisms and other instances of terse writing in need of a makeover. You may think of this "Constructive Poetry" as the antithesis of so-called "blackout poetry," insofar as, rather than erasing what is ugly to make something more beautiful, the goal is to improve impoverished writing through upbuilding, through fine-tuning and embellishing, through constructive criticism baked into a failure's own remix. The fuel for these poems comes in the form of crude writing, of which I am not aware of all instances. Submit a particular piece of writing you find particularly lacking (source cited, please) and I will with the best effort of my green fingers weave a poem that dignifies the diamond in that rough.

In the world we live in, thoughts get lost. Not because they want to disappear, but because we're too afraid to think them. Some are naughty, some forbidden, some simply unwanted. We don't want to think them. We can't. We don't have the time to. We're not brave enough. So we push them away, shift them to places where they're harder to find-far beyond what is allowed, desired, or considered good. But sometimes the mind takes a journey to visit them again. It vanishes for a while. But every traveler returns-often carrying even more baggage than they initially took with them. Dive into the hidden corners of the mind, where forbidden thoughts roam, fears linger, and unexpected freedom awaits. And dare to feel your thoughts with me. I promise to hold your hand.

About two humans who used to understand each other very well.

one of my first poems

This is a collection of micro poetry about love, getting hurt and accidentally hurting others. I write about feminism, love and other feelings. My poems are made to help others who have experienced things like me. Hopefully you like it! I upload a few poems a day on my Instagram account: @Quarkpoetry

like a flower devoid of water I withered until I was nothing I just didn't notice that the thieves were those I thought I should be trusting. saltwater travels up my stem drawing the life out of me as my petals fall off and all my dreams are snatched away

𝑰 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰'𝒎 𝒖𝒔𝒖𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒔𝒐 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒚 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒅 𝒑𝒐𝒆𝒕𝒓𝒚 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒂 𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒐𝒇 𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍 𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔 ❤ 𝐈 𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐤𝐮𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐡𝐲𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐨𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐝 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤. Date Started: July 27, 2020 Date Ended: September 9, 2020 Cover by: @nikkidesigns Highest ranking: #3 haiku #8 rhyme #10 poesia #139 poetry #112 poems 🏆ACHIEVEMENTS🏆 🥈 in Vraveio Elite 2020 🥈 in The KitKat Awards

This is some poetry I wrote, enjoy

Slow Death

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