Proseandpoetry Stories

What do you do when the world is quiet but your mind won't shut up? 3:04 A.M. is a haunting, intimate collection of fragmented thoughts, whispered confessions, and emotional snapshots scribbled in the dark. Equal parts journal, poetry, and stream-of-consciousness therapy, this book captures the sleepless moments where memories hit hardest, regrets echo loudest, and truths are too raw to say aloud. With the vulnerable honesty of a midnight voicemail and the strange comfort of a stranger's open diary, these unsent messages explore love, loss, nostalgia, and the beautiful chaos of being awake when everyone else is dreaming. This is not a book you read - it's one you feel. This is especially made for anyone who has ever stared at the ceiling and thought, "I shouldn't be feeling this much right now."

Where words fail, writing conquers. Where in life feelings are bottled in, they become expressed in the words inside this book. Nothing more than a small collection of poems I've written over the years.

[ poetry/prose ] tell me, what do you wish for? ranks: #9 in poetry

{Poetry} ✦✦✦ "𝗖𝗶𝘁𝘆 𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝘀 𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗯𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁, 𝗰𝗼𝗯𝗯𝗹𝗲𝗱 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗲𝗲𝘁𝘀, 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗽𝗲𝗼𝗽𝗹𝗲 𝗺𝗲𝗲𝘁. 𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗸𝗲𝗻𝗲𝗱 𝗿𝗼𝗮𝗱𝘀, 𝗰𝗹𝗼𝘂𝗱𝘀 𝗲𝘅𝗽𝗹𝗼𝗱𝗲. 𝗰𝗼𝗹𝗱 𝗺𝗶𝘀𝘁𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗿𝗮𝗶𝗻, 𝘄𝗮𝗹𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗱𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗶𝗻 𝗮 𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗲. 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝗺𝘆 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗲, 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗜 𝗹𝗶𝗳𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝗽𝗲𝗮𝗰𝗲, 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗻 𝗼𝗻𝗹𝘆 𝘄𝗮𝘀𝗵𝗲𝘀 𝗮𝘄𝗮𝘆. 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗺𝘆 𝗱𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺𝘀 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺 𝗱𝗼𝘄𝗻, 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘁𝗼𝘄𝗻, 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗿𝗼𝘄𝗱. 𝗿𝗮𝗶𝗻𝘆 𝗰𝗶𝘁𝘆 𝗻𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝘀, 𝗶𝘀 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹𝘀 𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁, 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗼𝗻𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁." ✦✦✦ {Finished 2023}

when the world is quiet and you can hear my thoughts-there'd be just your understanding, patience, and love? [COMPLETE ✔️]

prose and poetry in a slumber

20th book of poetry and prose. *** The people around me - they're voices that sing to one another, but mine? But mine is a loud silent scream. My brain working on a different frequency --- I'm so out of tune, these ears bleed.

in which cosmos meets nostalgia, and together they discover the unknown world.

Words can plant gardens or burn whole forests down. Poems are nothing but the manifestations of how one thinks about something mixed with extraordinary emotions. Her name is The doc. She plays with words daily and gets poems out of these . She writes because it makes her feel like someone's listening. Rank: 68 #thoughtsandfeelings (20-5-20) Rank: 447 #deep (24-5-20) Rank: 419 #deep (26-5-20) Rank: 9 #thinkaboutit (25-7-20) Rank: 8 #thinkaboutit (25-1-21) Rank: 6 #thinkaboutit (28-1-21)

poems from a broken person

...words and remedy How did you ever find me?

freeverse poetry inarticulate prose consistent heartbreak the eighteenth installation...

Monachopsis : (noun) The subtle but persistent feeling of being out of place. Prose & Poetry. © eujeana- # 1 in proseandpoetry # 1 in worthlessness

I was cleaning out my room and spring cleaning my house when I found a little notebook I had back in 2013/2014 (ish). I'm not too certain but it was somewhere around then. I found inside it, I had written some poetry and prose which I had written when I was about 18 years old. 😂 I thought I would share it in a little book here on Wattpad.

This book is a compilation of prose and poetry. The author views "skies and fields" as a metaphor of one's ups and downs. This poet believes that even during the prettiest night sky, there were tears. The writer surmised that even in the shiniest ray of the sun, there is pain. The author presumes that even in our darkest days, there is happiness. They even believe that during our breakdowns, there is love- there is hope. Skies are not exclusive to one's ups. Fields are not exclusive to one's downs. Right in the places we will go and we have been, it is our decision what to feel, not to feel, to see, and not to see. Beauty is in the eyes of those who know poetry. Lastly, we are the one responsible what to weave on our personal tapestry called life.

Silence can be rather loud. I write with bruised knuckles and broken bones; a hoarse throat and unshackled lips. This is my 17th collection. A journey that started January 2021. If you're interested in reading from the beginning, here are my other collections, which were written in the following order: 1) Poetry 2) Cathartic 3) Masquerade 4) Compass 5) Reverie 6) Stars Above Me ** Floating Feathers 7) Melodies 8) Caterpillar 9) Musings 10) Stoicism 11) Chrysalis 12) Butterfly 13) Lone Wolf ** Floating Fragments 14) Scattered Shards 15) Renascence 16) Glittering Remnants

The book is about what it feels like to be lost and found. It contains poems and essays I have in mind about the things I've been going through the years. The book has 3 parts: beginning, middle and end. Each part contains special things in my life I've experienced and I'm very much grateful to share this little gift with you all in this holiday season. Language: English Status: Completed

Poetry

a compilation of my lame (yeeeeeeah) literary works.

•POETRY 'Stop searching for forever what's lost is the present'