Simile Stories

Just poetry about anything

The flame represents a relationship.

This is a book of poetry, lyrics and parodies that I've written. Most of my poetry is humorous with the occasional long ones. My lyrics are from songs that I've created (mostly in the shower). The parodies are parodies of songs that I've created of popular songs. I hope you enjoy it!

Its a story about one heart, which beats for one girl. You will experience craziness, dumbness and fun. Thank you.

um.. hi this is my first thing ever I have posted on here, I would love some feedback, its just a poem. also, comment on what I should write about. 3/13/19: #6 in smile 8/25/19: #69 in simile

A collection of poetry I've written over the years, new poems added when I feel like it. Enjoy.

Just an ode to books... [COMPLETED] ________________________________________________ #5 hyperbole (June 22, 2020) #9 hyperbole (April 15, 2021) #37 onomatopoeia (April 15, 2021) #41 literacy (April 15, 2021) #75 alliteration (April 15, 2021) #88 ode (April 15, 2021)

I made these poems three years ago and never wrote again. HAHAHA 😂😉😘 I'm hoping to find an inspiration, yet I'm currently writing a novel I am more inclined with. I hope y'all like it!

This short story is about an unusual little girl with a big secret nobody knows with a very unexpected surprising ending you will new guess. A story that you will remember forever and will go deep into you like a bullet.

A poem about being hurt in my words and being confused

a collection of various poems i've composed. content can include haiku, tanka, cinquains, free form poetry etc. language is primarily english, occasionally bengali. not affiliated with penguin. art by ??

A collection of poems I've written for my creative writing class, they definitely get better as the chapters progress. Most of them make me cringe but I'll leave them up anyways.. Some published poetry will be in here and I give credit to the authors, but most of it's my original work.

This is a collection of the poems I wrote for my Creative Writings class. I will try my best to provide the prompt I was given to write the poem before each one. Feel free to create your own as well, I would love to read what you guys come up with! Some of them were for assignments that I actually had to read in front of the class, some were for fun, and some were brought out from the deepest parts of my heart and mind. I hope you enjoy and don't be scared to drop a comment ;) Toodles!

Words can hurt... Deeper than people may realize.

Just a place where I store my poems. Every day I'll add more I'm open to any constructive criticism. This storm inside me It won't calm down It rages, Lasts for ages Wind. Rain. Lightning. Thunder. Which awakens me from my slumber I hear tapping on the window A knock on the door The water continued to pour And I just sat there trying to ignore I tried. And I tried Yet I couldn't sit still anymore So I get up. Slam open the door I go outside. There are many people Walking around. Normally. Abnormally normal. Untouched by the rain. Not startled by the lightning or the thunder. Still, A tornado forms around me The ground beneath me shakes The weather is below freezing. And then I look up, I realize, Snow begins to fall The snow turns into ice. This isn't very nice. I am angry I am calm I am sad I am happy I am tired I am awake I am one with storm This horrible, dreadful storm inside me.

a collection of thoughts, feelings and emotions put into words as much as possible.............

Just a poem about camping... [COMPLETED] ________________________________________________ #14 onomatopoeia (June 22, 2020) #16 onomatopoeia (April 15, 2021) #20 hyperbole (April 15, 2021) #22 simile (April 15, 2021) #49 personification (April 15, 2021)

We all have pain inside us, inside those softhearted yet tough hearts and it's on us on how to express it, how to ease it, and how to control it. Painters grab their brushes to express. Singers grab their microphones to express. Dancers grab their shoes to express. While Poets, they grab roses and let their palm bleed until the blood can be used as ink. thank you so much for being here, ily!!