histórias de Profound

The story of the perfect night with the person I never want to see again. Hopefully, the story of the night that I will eventually forget.

"There is Sun and storm in every blossoming. That is where the poetry lives" All rights reserved to @destellos_, 2016.

Words and poems that make up the atoms of life. That prove wisdom greater than it already is. That love is more passionate than we think. That the world isn't good or bad, it just is. __________________________________________ Poems and other little things that I write. Thanks for reading! <3 TRIGGER WARNING: I'm sorry if this triggers any of you, but just remember, you are never alone.

A real poem, a dark time and a broken boy. This poem was written during a really dark moment in my life. It's not fictional, it's how I felt that in moment. Putting those thoughts into words helped me. Have a good reading and tell me your thoughts about it.

a collection of poems i wrote while on the toilet

A regretful old man thinks back on his life, guided by a entity that appears as a fox.

Whose job is it to protect us when night awakens? A parent or a child-who comforts whom when the world turns upside down? Sleep is supposed to bring relief. But what if it only reminds us of what's real?

This is a one shot FANFICTION of how i envision a conversation between Lord Krishna and Lady Radha would go if Radha wanted to ask a question i want to ask Lord Krishna. There is no way i would insult my own religion and gods so pls no hate. Also covers and pictures are not mine.

This is a reworked version of Kanye West's Flashing Lights. The recorded version can be found here: http://youtu.be/Ry16XNbiXNE

An owl shares with a rabbit his insights on life where he's matured and changed his thinking.

The title of this is very straight forward and purely is the truth. Most of the words I will be putting in here are not a story, just anything that my mind and heart feels. I am using this app to express my feelings without hurting anyone in the process. I've mostly decided to share these to help anyone who shares the same emotions in which I will share. And if you anyone is reading this and can relate at all to what I share, please know you're not alone. I'm not going to say I love you if anyone hasn't told you that, because truly if anyone's told you that on an Instagram post or anything remotely close to that it isn't true, if me, myself loved you I would know you, I'm not going to act like I love you when truly I don't know whoever is reading this... off topic as shit maybe but yeah, this is the description and enjoy I guess?

"Recharge: A Collection of Poems" invites readers into a lyrical realm where emotions unfurl like petals, each verse a nuanced reflection of the human experience. Within these pages, words dance gracefully, weaving tales of love, loss, resilience, and hope. Each poem serves as a beacon, offering solace and introspection, prompting readers to pause and connect with their innermost thoughts and feelings. With its evocative language and vivid imagery, "Recharge" not only explores the depths of emotion but also celebrates the beauty found in moments of quiet contemplation and profound understanding. Whether exploring the complexities of relationships or pondering the mysteries of existence, this collection resonates deeply, providing a sanctuary where hearts and minds can rejuvenate and recharge.

This is more than a simple story-it is an experience. We've all felt the quiet ache of waiting for someone to return. What might this moment reveal about you?

This poem explores the somber emotions and feelings associated with a "black day," a period of profound sadness, loss, or grief. It delves into the experience of darkness, both literal and metaphorical, and the lingering impact of painful memories. The poem portrays the emotional landscape of sorrow, the feeling of emptiness, and the search for light amidst overwhelming darkness.

Poetry for the perspective. All of theses are originals written by me (2017 or earlier) Warning:: if you hate poetry then I suggest not reading this book of poems.

A nice self-reminder that I have a lot to live for and a lot to love.

A letter-timeless, personal, and deeply felt. What does it mean to be seen when you get there? These words may feel familiar-perhaps they've been waiting for you.

The end of the World (1963)