Originalpoem Stories

this is a collection of poems that wear their warning colors proudly. In nature aposematism is a signal, bright, beautiful, and toxic. Approach with caution. These poems do the same. This series of poems moves through grief like smoke and love like something you were never supposed to survive. It speaks from the soft underbelly of mental illness, spiritual awakening, obsession, dissociation, devotion, and the aching need to be understood without being consumed. Here, healing is not sanitized. The self fractures, reforms, and fractures again. Each poem is both an offering and boundary, an altar built from confession, myth, neuroscience, and soul deep intuition. This is not a guidebook. It is not a cure. It is a signal flare for anyone who has ever been told they were too much, too intense, too sensitive, or too strange. Read gently. Read honestly. Do not consume what is meant to be witnessed. DISCLAIMER: I have uploaded AI generated images as placeholders until i create some original art to go with my pieces, thank you 🖤🤍

This poem, concludes. The visionary spirit of longing and yearning for a loved one.. who no longer has presence in their current life. A person whom is a " rising sun to another." But a dawning moon , aimlessly chasing the stars who can only be a " vivid dream." That cannot be in the realm of reality. The Moon who is gorgeous but constantly longs, for what is out of reach. And forgets its own beauty, throughout the process. Sincerely yours , I present to you ladies and gentleman 🩷 ( if you believe my effort is worthy of being noticed by the eye of the precious) please support my pieaces who which, I wrote with my whole entire heart and soul , in desperate effort for a difference, that my words are bound to make..

A collection of some of my thoughts, when i was in dilemma of my feelings for which words are too less to express. Enjoy some of these universal dilemmas and feelings everyone scuffle to verbalise

Anna Miller was the only girl in Well-ton School for Boys. She had been accepted for reasons unknown to students, and she had a gift. She also had a curse.

What happens when you're so completely obsessed about love that it becomes your whole reason for living? Enter the yandere!

a place where my thoughts and feelings want to be heard but not acknowledged.

A quiet undoing. A love I tried to bury, rising again in the smoke.

Here you can read poems that I have written, I hope you like it.

Every year my school assigns some poetry, so I decide to write some myself!

A sweet, short poem about being lost in a beautiful dream.

√ personal p o e m s from a personal p e r s p e c t i v e 2018 © ʳᵉᵗʳᵒˢᶜʳⁱᵖᵗˢ

These are poems written by me, they don't contain any specific genres since it is a variation of them but these do contain some sensitive content. They are meant to heal and speak to your inner soul.

My original poem about the difficulties surrounding my inability to go to prom.

Original poems written throughout a year. Behind them lay secrets and hidden fears. Open and read at your own risk. What else can be said? Your will is all that is left.

This will contain a lot of my poems including some that i posted on All Poetry my account name is Catthew btw i will make sure to add trigger warnings if needed

this is literally just a romantic poem book 💀 anyway all the poems are originals, feel free to take them/repost them/use them for class/make your friends think you're a rizzerd/ and blah blah

The reflections and resolution of a high schooler completing their Freshman year.