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English | #16 IN POETRY © 2016 kyeriella all rights reserved book cover made by @OhWanderlust_

An emotive journey through the empty places we visit but never want to see. The pain, the heartbreak, trying to see hope in places there may be none. And the secrets, and yes there are always secrets. Can you see them in this dark empty space? So it's done, more original art to be added to its pages, I hope everyone enjoyed the ride. May 2017 #166 June 2017 #133

Poetry for poetry's sake - art for art's sake, it's all the same now isn't it? We must look for beauty, while putting aside all things that are practical, societal, political and literal. Because what is beauty if you must give it meaning? Just know, that beauty doesn't always mean happiness, it rarely truly does - so be prepared for darker topics, deep thoughts, and maybe, just maybe, a dusting of happiness.

My heads bitter dark side opposite of "If Love Could Save Us".

my insecurities ruin every chance love had to bloom.

Highest rank: #10 in Poetry 04/20/17 I can't fathom how much your pictures lingering in my mind, then I found words to let out the feelings I always hide.

The story of a pair of eyes and a wild heart, words with rhythm, but no beat. I hope these words give you the solace I wanted, but found too late. -muffliato- ©

A poisonous pool pertubatively plenteous and packed with programs in which Christopher, this poriferous punk provokes with pleasure, pines in pain and ponders with poetry, 2019 Watty Winner. Featured on Wattpad's official Poetry; Random.

"Within her raged a Restless Ocean." Oh, how beguiled she was to believe in her completion, to have conviction she was whole on her own, her tideless, clement oceans blinding. He was the ripple she felt as a vortex in her watery encapsulation.

Deep thoughts penned down by an aspiring author. © Copyright 2019 Samuel Olusanya.

Nose and fingers/ Freeze away/ Warm glow of a fire/ Does nothing to keep the cold at bay/ It's merely an illusion,/ A memory of better times. ________________________ Nose and fingers/ Freeze away/ As the cold nips at them/ Run inside,/ Quickly now/ And stand by the fire. ______________________ There are two sides to every story,/ As you can very well see/ And while I can't see both sides,/ I can try, / And that's all that matters, to me.

Latin : perfidia, perfidi-ae English : treachery . . . . A Quartet with one theme- Treachery. Different types, Different outcomes. Written in a flow of emotions, as poetry is an outburst of emotions. . . . For the saddest thing about betrayal is that it never comes from your enemies. . . 'The days you left me broken down Choked up on my own belief; All I ever did with you was drown In the vast black sea of my grief.' . . . Do you have the courage to rise up after being betrayed by the ones closest to you?

i feel like people are leaving me and i don't know why. → hr : 2PO © 2017 freyyyaa NOTE_2020: previously had an "alllivesmatter" tag on this book. it was added when this story was first started in 2017 to share my belief that all lives matter, regardless of gender, orientation, race, ethnicity, ability, etc. that tag was absolutely NOT associated with the alllivesmatter movement - that movement does not reflect the actual belief that all lives do matter. i have removed it now as the meaning behind the phrase 'all lives matter' is associated with a white supremacist ideology that is now being used to oppose and try to silence the Black Lives Matter movement. all lives will matter when black lives, trans lives, indigenous lives, and all other oppressed groups are included in that. i hope that one day the phrase 'all lives matter' will no longer be a weapon used to suppress and silence civil rights but as a matter of fact. #BLM

A collection of poems for those who grew up with color and spice and still emerged a little grey.

Eunoia means beautiful thinking or a well mind. These poems are made by a girl with a broken mind, which makes the title of this book and the thoughts that have composed it, ironically beautiful. [complete] [copyright @ y u g e n 2017]

Listen to the tales that are since forbidden. Written in these pages are no longer hidden. Enter the magical world of fairy-tales with a twist. Highest Rank: 28 (Starting 4/18/2017) © 2017 by Princess Angel Ventures (glamcinnamon). All rights reserved.

❝Your looks will never define you; stop judging others based on their outside.❞ Thoughts converted into poems, quotes and excerpts. Highest rank in #Poetry➡799 Katris The Fanvergent © 2016 (This book is being edited and republished)

Poems that I wrote about my crush Vincent. Because when I couldn't tell how I felt about him, I put my feelings into poetry. (This poem is part of a poetry collection called "Four Years". If you want to check the rest of the story, please check my profile).