Micropoetry Stories

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young spell of rain by artificial_moon
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young spell of rainby adrian allard
just short emotions like the earliest shower at midnights
30 by regerman
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30by Reggie German
A journey toward change.
Paper Is Fragile by Xx-Losing_Lunatic-xX
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Paper Is Fragileby ∞ - 𝕃𝕦𝕟𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕔 - ∞
There is a delicate balance between creativity and overwhelm, be aware of it. Cover it completely mine. A micro-poem. Please give tips and feedback.
A Look In The Mirror by brauliocosta
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A Look In The Mirrorby braulio costa
This is a collection of the poems I've written so far. It has more of an introspective approach. Hope you like it
Too Sleepy by Xx-Losing_Lunatic-xX
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Too Sleepyby ∞ - 𝕃𝕦𝕟𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕔 - ∞
Cover is mine, the picture in the chapter isn't. I can't pick between reality, or escapism. A micro-poem. Please give me feedback.
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The Electrician by justjazalyn
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The Electricianby Jazalyn💧
An electrician faces unprecedented obstacles in trying to do His job right, when the current goes wrong and there is debate for substitution.
Quotes of a Hormonal Human Being by unfeignedoptimist
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Quotes of a Hormonal Human Beingby unfeignedoptimist
Explore the incomplete and contradictory mind of an adolescent with excessive amounts of hormones running through their veins. ALL MY ORIGINAL CONTENT❗️EVEN THE PHOTOGR...
Walking Alone by unvoicedtales21
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Walking Aloneby Unvoiced Tales
The pain we feel when our loved ones choose others over us
M.A. by pgjmiranda
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M.A.by P
To write poetry is human; to create delusion, divine.
I'm Just an Empty Ashtray Head by Fulton24
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I'm Just an Empty Ashtray Headby Fulton the Author
Sometimes you just feel like a phony.
When Sparrows Stop Singing | ✔ by kacyreadsbooks
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When Sparrows Stop Singing | ✔by ⇸ k a c y ⇷
By loving you, I gave you the means to destroy me, and you did. ♥♥♥ There will always be a breaking point, and in the end, we all just want someone who chooses us, over...
absurdities  by mauli_29
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absurdities by Mauli Singh
❝i shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; i lift my lids and all is born again. (i think i made you up inside my head.)❞ - sylvia plath, 'mad girl's love song'