Poetryseries Stories

A man of his word, he seemed to be, if you had met him, I'm sure you'd agree. He'd strut through the room with his head held high, he'd smile at pretty ladies and simply just try. But trying was unnecessary with his looks, He was like the men from my fairytale books. I stayed far away and watched as he worked, I'd watch his muscles flex through his sweaty t-shirt. I felt ashamed of my constant staring, the way my eyes would follow without even caring. But he had me hooked in that way, it's a pity that I couldn't stay. ________ A series of poems going through the most important memories of a dead girl, before her death.

Spreading my wings Taking a leap of faith To seek the dream In this mechanical hell I'm not afraid of failing Can see a storm is brewing Yet i am defying all Because i'm a fallen angel. ~~'°•'°•'~~ Third poetry series. first to be published. Stared on: 14 November 2020 Completed on : 4 December 2020

- Rest In Peace Cameron Boyce ❤️ Short Cameron Boyce Story : Book 1 A story about how an amazing guy teaches a beautiful girl how to love herself after a heartbreak . Will be continuing, just need some time to heal ♥️

This poem captures a real and chaotic Sunday morning that spiraled from peaceful oatmeal to a full emotional meltdown, followed by church parking lot drama, a barking emotional-support dog, a scarecrow-looking staff member demanding a pointless car move, and the panic-triggering boss at the center of it all. It's honest, funny, dramatic, emotional, and told with the kind of humor you use when life throws nonsense at you before 10 AM. If you've ever had a day where everything goes wrong for no reason, this poem is your whole soul on paper.

This is a poetry series each of the poems are supposed to be interrelated to each other

In The Inner War, the eternal struggle between heart and mind takes center stage. This poetic reflection captures the raw tension, tender truths, and quiet hopes of a soul caught in the crossfire of feeling and thought. Can love and logic learn to coexist? Or will their battle tear the narrator apart? A lyrical journey of self-discovery, emotional resilience, and the search for inner peace. - Written by InkedByRachana

The second volume in my poetry series, containing some more of my works. You can see my poems as I write them on tumblr, @aslice-ofpoetry note: these poems are from a bit ago - you can see my more recent works in volume III :)

A collection of my poetry. Some of them I am actually quite proud of, some of them I just wanted to write. There are a bunch of different styles and topics, and I hope that you enjoy! I will probably update at least once a week if not more. Not all poems are from personal experience, some are from other's experiences or from what might happen to me or to others. If I make any spelling errors, please let me know in the comments! :) Some of the poems involve possible triggers.

EP.5 From My Real-life Love Poetry Series Based on the moment I had to choose between two connections and one truth.

⚜️ I play dark, she plays light Her move toward me, a destined sign I want her heart, I give her mine But my gambit, she declines ⚜️ Her pieces out, a closed defense But I can tell, she means "yes" My royal pin, she rejects So I keep her, in constant check ⚜️ I had played the perfect game My forcing moves she can't escape But her hidden queen, comes into play She stands her ground, stares me down, and states: CHECKMATE!! Started on :6/12/20 Ended on :16/12/20

An Anthology of the Poet Convulated Proclivity

Basically, poetry that would be thrown in the trash but also put on the internet, enjoy! <3

This is where the light dims. The warmth turns cold, words turn sharp, and what once felt certain begins to slip like water through your hands. Here, the shadows thicken, and you are caught between holding on and letting go.

Things never said, maybe the end, maybe I'm just overthinking, maybe it's me.

A series of limericks about her.

A small mini series with poetry, about a worn teddy and a grown up boy, who still hasn't forgotten about the warmth they gave each other years ago. Nothing, no matter how many times this heart has been stepped on and ripped apart, no matter how many times the teddy has been ripped from the boy's arms from cruel adults, they haven't forgotten about each other. But time can be cruel, it's claws hold no mercy, but broken hearts never forget.

nonsense from an unconscious brain

We forgot what made us powerful. In a world where noise defines relevance, these pieces are whispers of remembrance. The Forgotten Powers is a collection of spoken truths, each piece a mirror to the parts of us we neglect - breath, pain, shadow, silence, scars, the tongue, and more. Authored by Danny Mueller, a soul navigating brokenness with strength, this series reminds us: you are not lost - you are layered.

EP.3 : From My Real-life Love Poetry Series.

Hermes to be these Words The Letter my Feelings shall be The Recieving being You And the Originator being Me Please note that I am not an English native speaker. I am from Germany and therefore might make some mistakes during writing. Also, for some poems this information might be essential.