Poety Stories

This is just a bunch of poems or short stories I've done I normally do fanfics but I wanted to show people what I've written

Poetry of an insignificant guy dedicated for the hurting, the lonely, the sad, the forsaken, the broken, the left-behind, and everyone who is just feeling emotionally out of no reason or for some unknown reason.

A little silly poem about dust I wrote at half past midnight on my way back from a school trip where I was sat at the back of the bus with major travel sickness, enjoy!

This book contains a series of thrilling contests and challenges, a way to compete with your fellow Wattpaders and of course, a great place to have fun! Fancy writing some amazing stories or having fun in participating in some fun challenges? Everything from drabbles to flash fictions will be available here!

Poem for a beloved dog.

Demons

This is a very graphic event that took place in my life. I am finally prepared to whisper it into the wind, where it can not hurt me.

the unknown is a mirror, reflecting both the void and the self. your doubts are the shadows that dance between worlds. my stories are the whispers from the unseen, where reality blurs and the mind unravels. the universe is up to interpretation, and you shall decide what it means. i hope that you enjoy your stay in the void, where the echoes of the unknown weave their tales and the shadows unveil the essence of the unfathomable. welcome, to skara's chasm.

I am A flower in your hand I know I am new to Wattpad and have little followers that are active but that participation that I had so far really makes me happy thank you guys and good look on the contest and even if I don't win I am still happy to even get views on this short simply poem thank you!

why must we go on, when in the end we all disappear? [created: 05 feb. 23] status: ongoing

The ingredients are inside This is a 5 piece poetry project Enjoy

𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓫𝓸𝔂 𝔀𝓱𝓸 𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀𝓼 𝓱𝓮 𝓬𝓪𝓷'𝓽 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓱𝓮𝓻. It's too much stress. School. Keeping friendships. Taking care of my sisters. But he's there. And he makes it worse. My mother hates him but my father doesn't so I don't understand what to feel anymore. "Oh, Young Love. It's such a burden. A beautiful, romantic burden."

Words of deep moments.

It's a poem written to enlighten the aspects of seduction and betrayal . 🍃

So many words that run through my mind have never met a page. So many characters that exist only behind my eyes. So many intricate sentences and lines but never enough to fill the pages of a novel. Here are my words, so much more than nothing.

"The little girl had to grow up unfortunately, Though she preferred not to obviously. Of people,she had lost curiosity And decided to live in her own serenity. Now, as I look at the mirror, I see her all grown up Ahh, what had been there to fear?😆 Afterall she had to grow up." #1in all about myself #3 in poety #4 in new poet Rising poems by a rising poetess "Don't be my mirror I won't be reflected in you."

My names Leslie I am Beginning to write more now.

For all the smal idées poping up in my head at random times or the result of inspiration