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*Revised as of Feb. 2020* A collection of poems about fleeting time, mortality, and lost things. Maybe you can find them.

When a life is shattered, do you pick up the pieces, or do you lose your way? Come read my perspective on what it means to become the symbol of a shattered life. The life within a poem.

We all have our personal demons, not the ones that lurk in the dark, but the ones that eat us up from inside. Ones that makes us question how okay are we despite being akin to a walking corpse; a waking vessel void of a soul. We all have the capability to fight them, we just have to know which weapons to use then. Personally, I chose a pen and a paper enchanted with a mug of caffeine under the moonlight at 2 am. Enjoy reading the poetry of a soul who's broken passed midnight. :) [Trigger warning on some of the chapters though.] Start: October 31, 2021

*Revised as of Feb. 2020* A collection of poems about unrequited love, young love, yearning, and all that lovey-dovey emotion that makes you sick to your stomach.

This is a short collection of poetry I am in the process of writing during Covid-19 lockdown. I've recently rediscovered my love of poetry and expression in writing within the isolation, boredom and renewed depression brought on by quarantine. I don't necessarily want this to be seen as a totally negative work as the expression of all of these feelings has been cathartic. The emotions, however dark and sad have an overwhelming desire to go somewhere other than my brain, and in releasing them into this format, I feel such a weight lifted.

မင်းအတွက် ငါရေးခဲ့ပေမယ့် မင်းဆီရောက်မသွားတဲ့ ရင်ဘက်ထဲက အပိုင်းအစများ.......

A collection of short stories and poems mostly unrelated, by me. ̶T̶̶h̶̶e̶̶r̶̶e̶̶ ̶̶m̶̶a̶̶y̶̶ ̶̶b̶̶e̶̶ ̶̶s̶̶o̶̶m̶̶e̶̶ ̶̶f̶̶a̶̶n̶̶f̶̶i̶̶c̶̶t̶̶i̶̶o̶̶n̶̶.̶ There will be fanfiction. Highest Rankings: #60 in #flashfiction #2 in #poetrycollection

Words unsaid, Letters unsent, Phrases unheard.

nature nature nature! enjoy

a collection of poems, a glimpse into my abstract inner workings. still in progress.

To Ree, May you always dream of tall mountains and white cloudy skies. To be happy is to be able see the world through your wondrous eyes. -Will

Hi! This is a collection of poetry I'll be adding to every now and then, it's mostly random poems I write whenever I get inspiration. There's no storyline, it's not a novel-in-verse, it's just a collection of heartfelt poems that are all 100% original and by me. vote if you enjoy them

TW: mental health, some graphic description Note: some content is not suitable for children and people who are easily disturbed. In her debut poetry collection, Raja Yasaswini S. strives to tell a story about mental health, based on her own experiences from her mid to late teens. Follow the narrator through a series of gut-wrenching poems and decide the ending of the story for yourself. You have the power to change the ending.