Originalpoems Stories

this is a collection of poems and stories 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 🖤🤍

It's about A young girl in a familiar Dream and it tells a poem called Graduation Day.

A compilation of my original poems. From random topics and story like poems with different genres.

If a flower could become a human, she would be that flower. surely somewhere out there they will meet again.

Sin and death

A poem about facing challenges, overcoming fear, and continuing to move forward even when the future feels uncertain. It reminds us that courage isn't the absence of fear, but the choice to keep going despite it.

**A poem about growth, hope, and perseverance, reminding us that even the smallest beginnings can grow into something beautiful.**

We still gather in the same house. We still celebrate, laugh, eat together, and take photographs. But there is one thing that has changed-the chair where my Lolo used to sit is now empty. This poem is about family, memories, and the people whose presence stays with us even when they can no longer be beside us. Because sometimes, a house becomes a home not because everyone is still there, but because of the love and memories they left behind.

It's about A young boy in a girl's familiar Dream and it tells a poem called Till We Meet Again.

The poems which keep me up at night--pondering about life and happiness. A canvas of words too big to be kept to myself.

Just a small collection of my own original poems, i hope you like them, they're extremely close to the heart.

different poems and quotes for yall to read about because i can Bittersweet tragedy is my Roman empire.. Please check it out^

Do I need to explain? No, I don't think I do.

Some poems I've wrote While going through stuff Mostly family issues,mental health struggles,and drug related

Poems from the soul. Please enjoy! *copyright notice - all poems belong to the writers. Any of the art/pictures used belongs to the respective artists and credit goes to them. We DO NOT own any of the artwork. Thanks for understanding!*

The deadly life of an assassin...Nothing is true. Everything is permitted.

There is a beach made from glass. It sits pristine, shining, tranquil. It is calm and unbothered by such things as time and storm and death, and it plays with the shells and sings to the water.

These are all poems. If I'm mad, sad, happy, upset, or stressed, you can bet I'm gonna write a poem. :)