World of my Ownby nights
Because when I feel not okay, I don't have anyone to share with, when I cry I still need to present smile.
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Ode to My Sisterby BarbLikesZero
Please enjoy this poetry(?) I write about my sister.
Especially now that we're quarantined together...
The Scandalous thoughtsby deepakpattanayak
Poetries,some sacrastic,some painful,some raw,unrefined,some happy,some tearful..About life,me and myself..
3 am thoughtsby
3 am thoughts are either black or white
dark as the depth of the ocean
bright as the thoughtful but everlasting afternoon sky
just some random 3 am thoughts, quotes, and...
I promised myself my next man woul...by danielamaria555
just a poem from my still unpublished book ULTRA-THIN-PAPER-SLOW-BURNING AND THE SCENT OF VANILLA IN THE ACACIA GUM
Mediocre Life Lessons & Poetryby Patty
A short collection of life lessons and poetry that I have made. Failure is the best teacher, and with that, failure also teaches you the best classes. So take what you w...
Look through the darknessby Anne D.
Look Through the Darkness is the first book I am publishing and I am very pleased to present it to you. The poems in it will be connected with many experiences of each o...
Boiling words (Zukka Nation)by an_monster
"Love likes to remember us that, even when we least need it, we are at its mercy"
Water tribe warrior Sokka knows where he's heading : to fight against the fi...
Incredible is trueby J Caddell
This is about everything. I mean everything. This will look at depression, racism and more. This is also all in poetry.
Edgy tween, who dis?by ✨Olivia✨
After a long hiatus from Wattpad, I am back with (hopefully) slightly better writing skills yeet
The Wild Spark of a Flowerchild's...by Alexandra E Burke
Poems and Songs that I have written over the years.
SOULby Cymoneforever
Married man ...He Fucks around
Expect her to accept it and still
show love ... she's awakened by hurt
She's forced to heal herself alone with the
Help of the universe...
Where Depression Thrivesby Richie Tozier
A collection of letters to myself that came from the lonliest nights. With a tear stained face and blood stained wrist, the poems remind me my past was real. I overcame...