Marchiswordy Histoires

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

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.

❝and the teeth of my heart, rot in your greedy ardor.❞ ↠ original poetry // centered around the different forms of love, hate and loss. * * * [highest rank - #26 in poetic - 4.15.20] [featured - @WattpadPoetry's love tides (love) reading list - 5.23.20] [featured - @newlywrittenbooks' verses are us | poetry reading list - 5.25.2020] [featured - @StoriesUndiscovered's poetic marvels | poetry reading list - 2020]

*Here are some songs that my heart sang.* Broken, battered, but beautiful, I hope you get to see this book as I do. For it whispers secrets that were never said, and carries a bittersweet taste. And a promise, of everlasting hope. Lets trace these poems together. *A Poetry Book. *All Rights Reserved.

This is where I can express my thoughts and feelings. Not a good vocal expresser so I'd rather write it and then, share it. 😊

Acrostic Poems.

A poetry I have is not masterpiece.I made this book as a diary of my day.Happiness,sadness,hope,doubt and blame,might be written here.Hope you would love it.

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 poems..my love..

"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. ********************************************

Metaphors are the backbones of my poetry.

Slow and steady, subtle yet itching, they're creeping in, they're creeping in, twirling around, twisting in, they're creeping in, they're creeping in. Cover by our awesome: @Kihi-98

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

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!

Writings of art and rhyme

"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.

Here are my entries for writing contests