Soulpoetry Stories

Each page is a new pome with a picture I feel matches the pome, each one will represent a different emotion. if you like them, let me know. some may be long and others will be short. enjoy<3

Come, seeker, step into the flame, each word a spell, each page a name. By ash, by breath, by wave, by stone, this book will guide, yet not alone. Its roots are deep, its winds are wide, its waters cleanse, its fires guide. Each spell you read, each rhyme you keep, will stir your soul from death to sleep. So light the lamp, the circle cast, the present weaves with shadows past. Begin the work, the path, the art a witch's echo, heart to heart.

These are the verses written in quiet rooms and aching hours - a story told through petals that wilted, scars that stayed, and the ink that made sense of it all.

These poems weave a tapestry of nature's wonder, the complexity of love, the journey of life, and the simple moments we all experience. They capture a spectrum of emotions: from the delicate calm of quiet reflections to the stormy intensity of longing and hope. (Part of the Classy Creations series!)

think of this as a safe space for your deep thoughts, you are seen here.

Apne favorite manan ke liye kuch likha hai yahan tak aa gaye ho to andar jaaka padhlo.

COMPLETED. Merlin thought his Soulpoetry, a "two sides" inscription on his sternum, was about his life, trying to hide his magic all the time. Arthur thought that his Soulpoetry, an "of the same coin" scrawl on the base of his fingers, referred to the fact that he led a very dull Pendragon life. Merthur, reveal fic, soulmate au where Soulmates complete each other's Soulpoetries.

My mess of a mind written down for the world to see.🌬🦋

A tender ode to unexpected friendship and spiritual solace in Banaras- where fear turns into laughter by the Ganga, and divine guidance arrives in the form of two kindred souls.

Neither of young Spock and young Kirk understood their Soulpoetries. Spock, always striving to embrace his Vulcan heritage, found his Soulpoetry, a cursive inscription of "to boldly go", nonsensical, while Kirk, a local rebellious prodigy, had always felt his Soulpoetry, an almost calligraphical writing of "where no one has gone before", was mocking him. Spirk, AOS, Soulmate AU where Soulmates complete each other's Soulpoetries.

Sometimes life isn't just words. It's colour, texture, sounds, smells and sights. Living life means being open to each of these elements, and if you are, then the poetry is constantly in motion. Whenever I travel, or see something that motivates me to emote, I snap a picture of it and then write the thoughts that were evoked. It's my way of capturing a moment in more ways than one, because a picture really is a 1000 words. 📸📱✍🏽 These are picture poems I put up on my Instagram page (@rosettapoetry_3)

title Journey to the Source Echoes of the Soul, I Am Whole, Light Within, The Inner Universe Description** A journey of self-love, inner wisdom, and the eternal connection to the Source. These pages are a reflection, a meditation, and a soul-aligned affirmation to remind you: you are Love, you are whole, you are free. Let each page guide you to your inner truth.

I didn't write this for readers. I wrote it for the version of me who had no one. For the girl who cried over texts that never came. Who trusted the wrong people. Who gave too much-and got blamed anyway. This isn't just about love. It's about friendships that turned to knives, grades that crashed while I fought wars inside my mind, and the moment this "good girl" finally snapped. So if you've ever smiled in front of the world and screamed into your pillow after... this book is yours. Not everyone will get it. But the ones who do? They'll never forget it. #thegirlwhofelteverything

🖋 Words bleed 🌓 > These are not poems written to impress. They are pieces of silence, of pain, of moments I never said aloud. Each word is a thought I couldn't explain, each line - a feeling I couldn't hold forever. "Poetries of Soul - Part 1" is my collection of truth. Not perfect. Just real. - A.B.

poetry from the heart, for the soul. autumn, winter, spring summer. falling, fallen, rising, risen.

Poetry For The Soul and Our Lost Generation!! Shout Out To The ¶0s Babies!!!

A collection of my most personal poetry.

Poetry from the world behind the story. These poems explore the voices, emotions, and moments that shaped Diamond and Coal- love, pressure, betrayal, resilience, and transformation. Because diamonds don't start as diamonds. They start as coal.