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Enjoy <33 also can be found in my collection of mental health poems (It Shouldn't Hurt) if u also wanna check that out!!:) friendly reminder you're loved<33

No matter what happens there are some memories that cant be replaced, well memories are not meant to be replaced!! Every soul will taste death and every memory will once be remembered. 'I knew that looking back on the tears would make me laugh but I never knew that looking back on the laughs would bring tears'- Me (A/n)》 some of the lines are inspired from my fav stories and i tried to use them in a good manner with no intention of copyright and my poems implies on random he's and she's. ------------------------------- RANKINGS= (these will be the memory that wont hurt. Ever.) -ranked #64 on 25.03.17 -ranked #75 on 6.03.17 -ranked #86 on 3.03.17 -ranked #235 on 25.03.17 -ranked #249 on 23.02.17 -ranked #333 on 15.02.17 -ranked #424 on 14.02.17 -ranked #605 on 13.02.17 -ranked #645 on 12.02.17 - ranked#717 on 10.02.17 Copyright © Afnanrahman 2017

❝ Cold bones, yeah that's my love She hides away, like a ghost Does she know that we bleed the same? ❞ ••• A story about a girl who lost her love at a young age. Now lost and depressed, she goes on with her life, memories, and flashbacks of when her life was filled with meaning and love. [ © -bruisedmemories 2017 ]

A Collection of poems (All rights reserved): From boundless fields and trees full of life, Time moves slowly with lack of strife, I will dream peacefully for a while, hearing the whispers of a country mile.

This book is a set of poems about love, from heart breaks to hope and good relationships and so on. This is where I write all kind of love poems... The poems in this book are written in a storyline therefore they all relate. Most of those poems if not all are deep in terms of emotions so please do not regard it as if I was going through some hard time 😄 just tryna make you guys (the readers) feel the emotions portrayed.😌😊

Noctivagant (V.) To wander at night. ... [IMPORTANT: These are my first tries at poetry. I wrote this back when I didn't understand emotion and I though rhymes were what made a poem. I WAS WRONG, obviously and I recommend you read my other poetry collections instead. Thank you!]

Highest Rank: #89 in Poetry ^_^ Sitting in my patch, looking back on my life I felt a tap on my shoulder.. Rotating my head a 180° I came face to face with another soul *literally* "Hey there! Didn't see you coming" He doesn't say anything..... Just wisps of smoke coming from his body I have met many like him before..... The Unheard they called themselves Souls that had passed on but still had a lot left within them to say Well what better way to scribble a poem..... Those lines have such depth, way deeper than the eyes of a soul that drifts aimlessly among mortals Looking over to the cemetery I see another soul drifting my way.... I prepare myself to listen to the one next to me... Meanwhile he picks up a stick and begins scribbling on the dirt floor of my patch... "Bid Me Goodbye...."

Just some poetry Written by me |Completed| Winner of the 2017 Scratchnem Awards Highest rank: 341 in Poetry Cover by @PMStephens

Witness a wedding, Where tears are definitely shedding With emotions expressed bright and clear This could very well be the wedding of the year With a Depressed sister and Lonely aunt With a Judgemental mother and a father obsessed with plants With a P.O.V from the bride, groom, family & friends This story does not have a Mamma Mia trend Watch the events leading up to the wedding fold This is POETICALLY TOLD. Highest Rank- #97 on ChickLit

#14 on 8 March 2017 Poetry, Prose. Words bled from the very soul. Musings of an occasional poetess. 'Poetry is the rhythmical creation of beauty in words. It is an abstract art, and I am, but a mere artist ' - Edgar Allan Poe ©wordalmaniac 2016

describe the emotion of naked trees in the rain

i could never do you the disservice of calling you beautiful you, my dear, are ethereal -- a collection of short poems, from a relatively tall girl

The Search for happiness can only be find When you fight the ashen days and leave it behind Find the light thy need Take the strength to feed Your core with happiness And sadness beneath To hold your hand and breathe Life. Poems about self discovery, love, life, me and us. Update once a week. #199 in Poetry ( 25-1-17) #175 in Poetry ( 26-3-17) #135 in Poetry ( 27-3-17) #95 in Poetry ( 29-3-17) #79 in Poetry ( 30-3-17)

-Simply feelings dripping into letters - -For all the misfits . For all the broken - -All rights reserved -#91 after 7 days in the genre

Highest rank || #12 in poetry || Hey guys, You are warmly welcomed into the madness of my mind where genius and insanity are next door neighbours.;) I know that the description of the story should be captivating and attract readers....But the truth is I cannot describe this one in mere words. The chapters in this book consists of short stories written in form of poetry. Don't judge it without reading. I'm sure you will love to experience the inexperienced.. So enjoy this path of JRI which will lead you into a whole new world of imagination.. A/N - Each poem in this book is written by me so dare not to copy it Vote / comment / share

This is a poem book which will contain many, well... poems. Some a bit personal, some just random thoughts that I feel like sharing with all of you. I hope you enjoy. And as always, comment and vote to your heart's content. I would really appreciate your support and feedback. Cover by: @TrafficGraphics