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𝐖𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐲 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨. -------------- I have been stealing stars and descending into derived madness; it is to satisfy the parasite within me. These poems are all for them... to relieve the aching, to stop the itching. In this way, I hope to stay a little bit longer and touch the hearts of people feeling the same way.

what drew your attention to this book? was it the delicate red rose on the cover? ... or was it its thorns? yes, the rose is daintily alluring, but you will only notice the thorns once you take a closer look. i like to imagine my poetry as this thorned rose, my carefully arranged words as its delicate petals: its beauty seemingly pleasing from afar. however, once you take a closer look, you will gradually see the thorns: a deeper and darker meaning disguised behind enriched metaphors. looking at the rose, you would also notice how it is hand drawn, denoting the fact that my poetry might not be perfect. it is intentionally written with some incorrect grammar (for instance, how almost all words are in lowercase) to give a more raw feel in the sense of how one may write down in a personal diary. the name "the rose comes with thorns" is not only an embodiment of my poetry writing style, but also the meaning behind it. just like how everything beautiful comes with its own flaws... ...the rose shall come with its own thorns. 🥀THE ROSE COMES WITH THORNS a poetry book written by huma zafar. #1 in "poem" out of 206k stories (2/5/24) #18 in "poetry" out of 336k stories (1/6/24)

This is a collection of poems I've written. My writing can go from the whispers of a broken soul to the chuckles of a joyous heart but overall my intention is expression. I hope that my writings remain immortalised as they touch and connect people. Thank you for reading, please do get in touch for comments of praise or tips.

A collection of words written from the deepest cracks of a heavy aching heart. A deeply vulnerable collection of lyrical free verse for the aching, the lonely, and the beautifully broken.

a stack of envelopes tied together with string.

Maybe you don't know it yet, maybe you haven't noticed it, maybe you haven't felt it. But all of us, are broken somewhere on the inside. We've all been sad at one point or another, or depressed, or lonely. We've all been broken. ______________ Just a collection of short stories and poems by a sad teenager.

regular emo nostagia sad yearning story shit but in poetry

A tale of unrequited love. A star's soft glow illuminates the pain of secretly loving the moon, who waits for the sun's radiant light.

You must know real war To walk into my life with No bulletproof vest on⚔️ This is my book of poetry about love in all forms: growth, healing and other drugs. I hope you enjoy it, as much as I enjoyed bringing it to life! 🦄 WARNING: This is my first draft, so they'll be a few grammatical mistakes, so don't eat me.

"ඉතිම් අන්තිමට ආදරෙ කියන්නේ ඔයාට නිකම්ම නිකම්ම වචනයක් විතරක් උනා" මන් දන්නෙ මෙච්චරයි ආදරයට ආදරය කරන්න බැරි මිනිස්සුන්ව හමුනොවෙන එකමයි හොද❤️‍🩹

Weeping Nights is a collection of poetry and prose about feelings of pain, heartbreak, depression and some piece of advice. Highest Rank: #2 poemcontest 03/15/22

The is a collection of random poems that I have written. I originally came from quotev @shounenweeb and going to repost a lot of what I had there and add more. A bit of a warning, some of these poems contains metaphors to traumatic experiences in the past, but to me it isn't that noticeable. If it makes you uncomfortable, I will not get mad if you leave.

(Daily update)It's just a simple collection of a poem of mine, in each poem i tried to be different but in the end it ended up all ....

A collection of different pieces.

I write poems sometimes so i've decided that i'll publish them here!! All poems are written by me, unless I state otherwise. Enjoy...? 🤷 not that I actually expect anyone to read this

just a compilation of poems from my loud brain

This poetry collection holds the stories we were told to forget. It speaks of childhood wounds, silent bullying, lingering fear, and the question no one answers- "How do you heal when the pain never leaves?" These poems are not here to accuse, but to remember. To sit with the inner child. To name the damage. Content warning: trauma, mental health struggles, and dark thoughts. If you've ever felt haunted by a past others dismissed-this book is for you. And information @lailamythwrites writes a answer to my poems, so follow her.

One sample of my work (Note not all poems will be so serious, some are story like others are light hearted): "Every day, something happens... Someone gets bullied, Just because "They're different" "Nerdy" "Annoying" "Have no sense of fashion..." All those things are of unimportance...! Everyone has a choice, Don't let what someone says, change it! You could stand down... Watch as the victim pleads for help... That's the easy path, But is it the right one? Do you want that on your consciousness? The pain can be so bad... It takes a life... Then it's too late, Regret becomes your best mate... A depressing thought... Although. It doesn't have to be that way...! YOU can make it change! Stand tall, speak loud, Stand up for what is right! That one action... Can save a life...! You could make a friend, A REAL friend. Spread awareness and Right the wrong! Be brave! For those who suffer... You're not alone...! If there's no knight to slay The evil demons away... Find it within you, to be strong! If you get no help, save yourself! You deserve happiness, and it will come! For karma never forgets you! Nor your enemies... Once it comes around, it will go around... Speak out, you will be heard...! The era of bullying will be no longer...!"