Poetryprose Stories

She who daydreams as you unfold her pages, little by little.

hymn for the hungry, a gospel written in gasoline and teeth.

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❝of all the flowers that bloom in the spring, she is, by far, the most beautiful.❞ book four in the seasons of love series. ©jiminiums published: 090320 completed: 100520 written: 190220 - 050520 the playlist: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/2nGVcdhmizowiucDxwajlF?si=0x8f26rASJejEG2GCPbisg&pi=JJQ6x8gfQJGps

the thoughts which never quite escaped my lips as syllables, spilling out into the silence but were kept, pursed tightly within, flowing through my veins, no verbalisation- are now being written into poetical prose.

What happens when a girl drowning in her own thoughts meets someone who isn't afraid to dive in after her? Atticus writes to survive-poetry, fragments, questions she can't answer-until Maverick crashes into her world. Together, can they turn all that pain into something worth staying for?

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Bagaimana kalau di kehidupan lain... kamu bukan orang yang selalu terluka? Bagaimana kalau dunia ini terlalu keras, dan satu-satunya cara bertahan adalah dengan menghilang dari semuanya? Ini kisah Bryan - lelaki yang pernah tenggelam, lalu memilih hidup di dunia yang berbeda. Bukan dunia baru, tapi dunia yang tidak menuntutnya untuk kuat. Dunia yang tenang. Dunia yang... sunyi. "Kalau hidup ini terlalu ribut, mungkin aku hanya butuh tempat yang tidak mengenalku."

"Some stories are easy to tell. Some are impossible to put into words. This is one of them." When people ask what happened, I have no answer. I ignore the question, brush it off, pretend it never mattered. But the truth is, I gave everything. And now, I have nothing but memories-memories I refuse to let go of. This is not just about love and loss. It's about the illusion we create, the worlds we build and watch burn, and the chapters we can never bring ourselves to close. A raw, introspective piece on love, regret, and the quiet weight of remembering.

Throughout the month of May, I will be posting something new each day. If you'd like to join the challenge, jump in anytime. The schedule is below. All you need to do is: 1. create a book on your profile 2. use the hashtag #2k17 SeizeTheMay 3. name the person who tagged you. No worries if you weren't tagged. Just join in! 4. tag 3 other Wattpad users to challenge.

I've discovered a love for sonnets due to my AP English Literature and Composition class, so I began writing sonnets about people, places, and things. These are a collection of sonnets, as well as generally poetic musings that follow my thoughts.

no matter when or where, they always seem to find each other.

boyhood, withering beneath a wild sky (#37 in poetry 12/11/17) © vangohs, 2017

I move with no purpose but to serve the queen. © mamasjeans, 2018

compared to a star, we are like mayflies - fleeting, ephemeral creatures who live out their lives in the course of a single day. - carl sagan ( or: where angels are not as immortal as they think they are. ) © espressopatronums, 2017 | ( cover by @avadakedamn)

She said nothing, yet the universe listened. Aisyah Nurel is a ghostwriter who lives in shadows, penning other people's stories while hiding her own. By day, she's invisible. By night, she writes under the secret pen name "E.N."-a poet whose verses have quietly touched thousands. When she's offered a job to ghostwrite a politician's autobiography, Aisyah is pulled into a world of power, lies, and buried truths. Along the way, she meets Rayqal-a stranger who understands silence like a language, and whose past is entangled with hers in ways neither of them expects. As betrayals unravel and fame finds her against her will, Aisyah must decide whether to remain silent... or finally speak her truth. A lyrical, emotional journey through love, loss, identity, and the power of quiet voices-Galaxies in Her Silence is for anyone who's ever felt invisible in a loud world.

Re-edited, previously unpublished series of poems written 20-30 years ago #157 in Strength #143 in Poetic #208 in Healing

Some loves aren't meant to last forever-but they linger, haunting every corner of memory. In 'BDA: A Trail of Hers,' a young man recounts his journey through three seasons of the heart: the life he lived before she entered, the storm of emotions during their time together, and the empty silence after her departure. Through grief, longing, and fragile hope, he learns that love leaves not only wounds, but also trails-marks that guide us back to who we are meant to be.

This is a story about a soul learning itself the hard way. About growing up with faith, culture, family, and expectations - yet quietly losing direction along the way. About loving from emptiness, chasing ambition without grounding, and mistaking movement for purpose. It is a solo journey of discovery. Of loss. Of inner conversations no one hears. Of resentment, longing, and unanswered questions. And then, slowly - of return. Through real moments, deep monologues, and reflective pauses, this work traces how a soul can lose its path without realizing it... and how remembrance, accountability, and faith gently lead it back. This is not a guide. It is not perfection. It is a mirror. If you have ever felt present in life but absent within yourself - this is for you.

At nineteen, time feels uneven. Some days stay, others disappear without asking. As twenty waits quietly ahead, she stands in between forgetting little things, holding onto feelings, trying to remember who she was before everything started changing. This is a story about fading moments, unfinished thoughts, and the fear of growing up when your memories don't always stay. About pausing before a new age, and learning that even forgotten days can still shape who you become.