Spoken Stories

I write poetry and post it in this story. This is an ongoing series, and I write about places I've been and seen before. I have a YT Channel, and it's called: - AWritersBlankPage If you can't find it because I'm not that popular, type: @AWritersBlankPage TY and Enjoy: )

Seeping thoughts, falling through quiet and estranged fingers. Can such fluid chaos be caught? Can it be taught to fly, its fear stopped? Out of the cage that sadness has wrought, into the open that freedom shakily bought.

random poetry that i think of. poetry is my way of coping with my mind and learning about the world around me through the beauty of words. thank you for reading! TRIGGER WARNING FOR THE FIRST TWO POEMS - sexual and physical abuse, violence, CSA, depressive thought spirals, and self-harm also, there are a few poems based on the obituaries of *real people* so please be sensitive in the comments. thank you in advance!

forever growing flower.

To all my co-poetophile, Hi. These are my everyday-life free verse and well-cooked poems definitely serve to all. Where I let my heart speak freely & my mind's complexity creates art aesthetically. If you can relate with my metaphors then superb, same page check! I believe that when it's for you, it's really meant for you. Let love be given and loved well. Sincerely, your forever bookworm babe, simplysplendorous

Simple pieces of work crafted by me about social issues that the world faces. Mostly stories of some sort.

hi so ayun basahin nyo na at alam kong marami sainyo ang makakarelate ditoo thankyou

"This is an origin story, the start of the one who tried to fly and save the world, but was beaten down and looked towards the other road, the darker path." Highest #465 in Poetry

Here are a collection of poetry I have written within my teenage years, early adult life . I hope you all enjoy.

The filter between my mouth and my mind. Amazing cover by @WickedWave. She's incredible and i 10/10 would recommend :)

The later days that start too soon yet end too fast That all seem to pass you by because you're stuck in the past Drifting and dwelling on a choke or a cough In your personal history it lies You sit and you dwell while its pushing you off While at times it stays hidden and at others it cries It cries for attention It cries to be loved You beg for redemption But the pain it has shoved It has shoved you to the brink of caving in So you turn to your closest kin they joke and pretend But they'll never forgive and they'll never help mend You're now on your own Since the scars have shown The later days that start out slow But in the end the loneliness will show

random stuff ahead

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Looking for poems to read? Why not add this in your library and enjoy reading my self made poetries any types of poetries will be here.

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This is a spoken word poem, that's meant to be written to represent the nature of mental illness in today's society.