Rawpoems Stories

you're inside the maze. you cannot escape. welcome to madness. (2025 - 2026)

This is a collection of poems I wrote whenever I felt heartbreak, loss, or imagination ran overtime. These poems have always been a comfort to me, they are how I put my inexplicable feelings into words. I just hope you too will enjoy this collection of poems by me. They can trigger your self-doubt okay? this is just a warning ⚠ If they relate to you, it means someone also have experienced your pain. And make that a reassurance for yourself. No one deserves to be in darkness, I have understood.

A collection of poems that I created.

through another's eyes.

oh, you know who you are ♕ all my poetry, give credit if used !! disclaimer: i do not self harm and am in no way romanticizing it, depression, or any other mental disorder mentioned. they are horrible mental diseases no fun to fall victim to. trigger warnings are at the beginning of poems that may be triggering. read with pleasure. ♡

misery loves poetry. (2016 - 2024)

Poems I write Most of them are about a friend of mine.

A first collection of versified vignettes, carvings and doodles, traced by a peculiar pilgrim. Each lettered abstraction flies in the face of human-ness, having haunted wooden seraphs and hobnobbed with spectral sprites. Here are words coming together in piles, like dirty laundry. They've assembled themselves, aided, but little, by an awkward wrist and an anagogic tellurian eye. They have, by design, no design. They are as concrete as they are vague. They offer a glimpse past the ordinary, behind the veiled strings that wove hard curtains between this rat race and the sure asylum of our soul. These are naked poems. Poetic ramblings that are comfortable in their own skin, enough to invite you to witness their abandon. They are measures that swing in no particular direction. At least not until you plant yourself within them; not until they push you off the ground, where you wake, spying a mirror of your own making.

This is a collection of my previous 4 works. They have been combined together. So that it is easy for the reader to go through all of my work easily. I have also added a few new additions to these collections so far. This collection covers the following... 1) A Diary of my thoughts 2) Midday Blues 3) Fading Light? 4) Dawn & Dusk Please leave an upvote if you enjoyed, also I'm not a full-time poet, i only write to lighten up my feelings. My aim is to pour the rawness in my feelings into this collection. So, I apologize for any grammatical mistakes in advance. These words are my attempt to transfer the weight of my feelings, to give shape to the grief that has lingered within me for as long as I can remember. I seek nothing in return for these words. My only wish is for them to exist as a record of my being, a testament that I was here. Each word stands resilient against time, proving that while I am not defined by my grief, it has been a part of me. This book is a chronicle of my love and all the grief that has followed it through the years. Thank you.