Modernpoetry Stories

A book of poems from an amature author

if you want me to write something I do request just lmk:]* Wildflowers Over the Tall Field of Grass is a collection of poems, thoughts, and emotions that weave together in different shapes and forms. It's about beauty growing over what already exists - delicate feelings layered across wide, open fields. new poems weekly. The title is one of my favorite metaphors I've ever written. It can be interpreted in many ways: strength and softness, contrast and coexistence, what stands out and what quietly holds everything together. Take in every word slowly. Let it mean whatever it needs to mean to you. Happy reading. 🌾

Prequel to Barbed Wire Psalms Carousel of Destruction is a series of raw, confessional poems about the cycles we swear we're done with... until they pull us back in. Addiction. Relapse. Temptation. Memory. Survival. Every piece is a snapshot of the spin- the chaos, the crash, and the climb back out. These aren't pretty stories. They're the ones you feel in your ribs. - Left The Circle I - The Pullback II - Downward Spiral III https://www.patreon.com/posts/barbed-wire-144840033?utm_medium=clipboard_copy&utm_source=copyLink&utm_campaign=postshare_creator&utm_content=join_link

"The Poetry of My Devotion: Where Love Became Worship" is a collection of verses for the kind of love that doesn't just touch the skin-but sings to the soul. It is about loving someone so wholly that it feels like worship-like quiet prayers whispered into the folds of a daydream, like devotion woven through every breath. These poems speak of sacred affection, unwavering tenderness, and the way the heart bows in reverence to the one it loves. Here, love is not loud-but eternal. Not demanding-but divine. For those who have ever loved silently, faithfully, completely-this book is yours.

A review on the short poetry collection by R.H Sin, 'i hope this reaches her in time.'

A poetry collection by Mavish. These poems move through memory, motion, and everyday moments some heavy, some light, some simply passing through.

A book of poetry dedicated to my muse and favorite artists.

Some people don't disappear - they manage access. This piece traces how distance becomes habit, and how loneliness follows instructions exactly as given.

Short poem on nature's indifference.

21st century diary of tragedies.

Just a way for me to take days one at a time. I hope you can relate to some of the things I write about.

To understand life, one must first tangle with death. It is not a single vast unknown, but the accumulation of being. Death can be a warm, soft blanket in the storm--a familiarity, a friend-close enough to comfort, yet distant enough to let you breathe.

This is one of my favorite poems I've ever written, and I really wanted to make it its own.

A raw and honest portrayal of internal struggle, this poem exposes the speaker's self-doubt and emotional pain in the face of unfulfilled love. The disconnect between words and actions creates a profound sense of isolation and despair.

I bleed into verses not in veins

Forgiveness built on rubble. "From my ongoing collection, Barbed Wire Psalms." The image of growing up from the outside was just a little different from what others saw. "Family Facade" to follow. - from the collection Barbed Wire Psalms (Part 5 of 8) by Christopher Paul Putnam (CP²)

An odd era of experimentation and confusion

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