Marchiswordy Stories

A collection of poems written by little ol' me, created to be discovered, but not remembered.

POETICA 1st EDITION ❝He hurt me. So, I drank a venom and let this love die.❞ A miscellany of poems wrote by a girl who submerged in the depths of her endless melancholy. Since she can not fathom the words she wished to say, she dauntlessly grabbed her most tenacious weapon and let the blood of her words express her cornered emotions. ----- Started: January 22, 2019 Published: February 4, 2019 Ended: May 22, 2020 Wonderful banner & cover made by my friend: @xNurtellax (Seriously, you should check her graphics.) ----- Highest Rank Achieved ➡ #14 in Poetry ----- Copyright © 2019 by K-chan All Rights Reserved

"Poetry is thoughts that breathe, and words that burn." ~Thomas Gray This book contains Poems. Poems I wrote in a few minutes in the Wattpad forums! Loved each one so much so here's a book filled with them! Poems on all kind of topics! Happy, sad, confused, food, stress, love and whatnot! Random poems coming your way! Hope you love them! Started: 17th February, 2020 [#11 in poetry (22nd Feb,2020) , #7 poem (25th Feb,2020)] 3rd place in Book Of Clubs Awards Amazing and gorgeous cover by @Enchantinglypeachy !!

A poem is like a song only this time, You don't need a melodic voice to sing. Like a blanket it provides coverage and warmth. It may be calm, or the storm And it's commotion, But its sure to bring out some Form of emotion. It gets you to think. Or leave you on the brink off mighty flowing tears. It may make you aware of not only yours But another's fears. A poem is so many things wrapped in one. The longing meanings of a heart's song. Raw and intune. Written by them yet authored by you. ******************************************** A collection of poem writing in the various formats from around the world. ********************************************

Writings of art and rhyme

Acrostic Poems.

Here are my entries for writing contests

A poem book about nature and sadness. Most poems will not have the two combined, it will usually be one or the other. WARNING!! Some of these poems may be triggering.

A collection of poetry contest entries that most of can be found in its own book (that is the first 5) I get them all from one book that will be linked at some point here: https://my.w.tt/sGFnoEYv85 Not all of these are contest entries! If it doesn't say contest then I wrote it because I was bored! So yeah!

"𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯, 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳." "𝘐 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘦." *** Part 2 of my journey, experiencing the perfect imperfections of love. MY LATEST POEM TITLED 'River' IS OUT NOW! Do hop on and give it a read :') (It would be really nice to hear your thoughts, suggestions and constructive criticism if you have any!! Thank you, I really appreciate it. Do vote on your favourite poems :') Add my book to your library for all the newest updates! If you missed it, here's my first book: https://my.w.tt/c6eAULydx5 *** It's been a hot minute, eh? 5 months since I completed the first book of LRAYF. It was a success in my eyes, both creatively as a writer, and in the reactions it received. Considering that it was my first piece of work on the platform, I would say that I started on the right foot. Why not continue the good things that it brought with a sequel, right? It was truly exhilarating working on the first project, and this upcoming one will be equally exciting, if not levels higher. It's gonna be a blast, and I can't wait to share this with you! - Dias

Book of poems She loves him. She obsesses over him. She hopes he notices, hopes he misses her-but he's always just out of reach. Every thought, every breath, every ghostly smile is consumed by desire she cannot quiet. A confessional journey through longing, obsession, and the heartbreak of unrequited love. Highest rankings #1 in lows, #6 in insidemyhead, #7 in haram #6 in februaryissubtle #5 in marchiswordy

This book's sole purpose is so I can post my entries for various poem competitions. Thus meaning they may not correlate✨ Read and drop some comments about what you think of the poems.

"November is the most disagreeable month in the whole year." ---Louisa May Alcott November mornings are rather gloomy. They don't have a Christmas, an Easter, nor Halloween. Nights on November are dull and pedantic, involving nothing but bare landscapes. Novembers are rather unwanted, -quick to arrive even quicker to leave, before the icy frost hits. Everyone wants a certain 'November' gone, for the new year to approach faster. This is November's Rebellion. A series of poems a certain cynical November writes, to disseminate his disdain regarding the world and the lies surrounding it. All the other months, are welcome to revel in November's greatness. .... "No, December, I am not jealous of you featuring in a Taylor Swift song!" "January, we already had this conversation! I ain't stealing your head of house position! I just like writing poetry---" "You're a lie, April--not 'your lie in April'. C'mon you're the joke of the year, get it? April's fool?" "L'amour, dear July---" "October's a sweetheart, I don't know which idiot decided to put up a scare fest in him. He runs crying to the bathroom, every Halloween‐--oh, it was a secret." P.S: it's just a bunch of depressing, sardonic poetry, that a pessimistic November writes every month---SHHH! He claims he only writes on November morns! ( Lie spotted! ) Note: Written for contest purposes.

Follow us as we breath in letters of the alphabet And spit out words that'll make you're heart miss a beat You seeking beauty and grace in words Follow us through the garden of poetry and prose Dance to the tune of our ink And with the magic of words we would fill your brain to the brink This story is complete

The greatest Romantic poet, William Wordsworth has defined poetry as the spontaneous overflow of emotions recollected in tranquillity. Poetry is the purest form of literature.

Random bits and bobs. This is basically just random stuff. Maybe fanfic one-shots, maybe old school stories I've written in the past, but just odd stuff. Like your Nan's attic. Only modern. Sometimes. ENJOY!

there is no beautiful way to fall apart

A collection of my self-written pieces of poetries. March 7, 2020