Sadpoetry Stories

A heart that has loved, lost, broken, healed - and still hopes. This is a collection of words I once hid inside my chest. Poems about love, ache, longing, healing, and everything in-between. If you feel too deeply, welcome home. 💌

The pages of poetry; These all are dedicated to my Family's Love, My Solace.^^ _that hide twinge, patience, seclusion, volition and the willies ★Collection of Poesy. - #LovePoetry - #Inspiration - #PoeticVibes - #Admiration - #HeartfeltWords - #SelfLove - #GrowingStrong - #NaturePoetry - #EmotionalVibes - #SadPoetry - #InnerStrength - #HomeAndLove - #LifeLesson

În paginile acestui jurnal, iubirea se transformă în prăpastie, iar dorința devine o melodie tristă ce răsună printre umbrele inimii. „Elgiile abiescente a amorului" este o călătorie prin intensitatea sentimentelor, prin suferință și pasiune, prin lumina și întunericul unui suflet ce caută adevărul iubirii. Fiecare poezie, fiecare notă, fiecărei emoții îi este dedicată o tăcere, un suspin, o elgie - o elegie a inimii ce nu se împacă cu realitatea. Această carte nu este doar despre iubire; este despre prăpastia dintre ceea ce dorim și ceea ce avem, despre fragilitatea trăirilor, despre dorința de a fi înțeles chiar și atunci când cuvintele par să nu fie suficiente.

u k i y o (浮世) [u-key-yo] Japanese (n.) living in the moment, detached from the bothers of life. "The Floating World" [#1 in 'book of poems' category out of 1.6k stories (22 July, 2022)] [The book cover is designed by me]

if you want me to write something I do request just lmk:]* Wildflowers Over the Tall Field of Grass is a collection of poems, thoughts, and emotions that weave together in different shapes and forms. It's about beauty growing over what already exists - delicate feelings layered across wide, open fields. new poems weekly. The title is one of my favorite metaphors I've ever written. It can be interpreted in many ways: strength and softness, contrast and coexistence, what stands out and what quietly holds everything together. Take in every word slowly. Let it mean whatever it needs to mean to you. Happy reading. 🌾

Words to heal.

Uhhhhhhh Some of this will be depressing, yey

A collection of amateur poetry and quotes written by me. •Regular updates• Copyright © 2020 by Nawaal. RB (RBN_Books). All rights reserved. ... Awards: 1st place #Non-fiction in the Golden Writer Awards Most Impressive Rankings: September 2020 #1 Reflect #1 My thoughts #1 Sad Poetry #2 Life goes on #2 Quote of the day #4 Poembook #4 Quote of the day #9 Poems #26 Poetry Collection #26 My Thoughts

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.

"in this world, i am as solid as silence." ☆☆☆☆☆☆ this is my second poem collection on here, so if you like these, check out still, none the wiser!!

Synaptics, will be a three part collection. Here's a simple start.

Night is kinder to me than day. A place where pain doesn't have to hide, and truth can exist without striking back. These writings are not stories. They are whispers born in darkness, written for the heart, not for judgment, not for rescue. If something here feels familiar, perhaps our nights keep the same wound awake.

Ciphered Tears is a poetry collection written in quiet codes-where every verse hides a feeling too painful to say out loud. Between symbols, pauses, and unspoken meanings live grief, heartbreak, and the kind of sadness you learn to mask just to survive. These poems are for the words left unsent, the emotions buried deep, and the tears that only fall in silence. Some truths are safer when hidden..

Grief speaks. A heart cries. A soul bleeds. This poetry book tells the story of love, loss and death. It begins with promises... ends with regret... and in between sits silence, questions and anger. If you've ever lost someone you love, you will understand these pages. 💔 Read slowly. Feel deeply. Thank you for reading 🙏 Please, comment honestly... it matters.

Trapped in a cycle of memories. Lost in toxic air. Poem for suffering hearts. Feeling lost? Lonely? Misunderstood? Give this read a try. Dear readers, I thought my words will help you feel less lonely. I want to let these broken souls know that they aren't alone. I wish the best for everyone who feels like they can relate to my words. Sending everyone love and hugs!

people write about things that do not happen. they will romanticize this world in hopes of filling themselves up. they write like their words are food. but i have always written to empty myself completely. i will romanticize feeling nothing. june 1st 2018- august 16th 2018 thank you, @blushingbieber, for the wonderful cover! hr: #1 in poem 8.3.18 #1 in poetrycollection 8.15.18 #1 in poems 4.28.19

they're poison. every single one of them.

Some loves do not end. They remain as habits. As scars. As the person you become when no one is watching. This book is about what survives after mercy, and the quiet ways obsession teaches you to kneel.Some loves do not end. They remain as habits. As scars. As the person you become when no one is watching. This book is about what survives after mercy, and the quiet ways obsession teaches you to kneel. This is my first time posting my work on any platform~(๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧. I would love to hear your thoughts on my work ヾ(❀╹◡╹)ﾉ~ *all the photo credits to their owners. I downloaded them from pinterest..so if it's yours please comment I'll add pic credits

Two souls. One girl, one boy - both born for love, yet forgotten by the world. They walk through life carrying wounds no one sees, learning how to survive in places where they were never chosen, never held, never wanted. This book is a collection of raw feelings, broken truths, and quiet moments where their pain spills between ink and silence. ✍️💔 If you've ever felt left out, unseen, or unloved... then these pages were written for you. Not to heal you, but to let you know - you were never alone. 🌙✨