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──────── ₊⋆☽◯☾⋆₊ ──────── 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐑𝐞𝐝 𝐑𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐬 is a poetic memoir of becoming, an unfolding of myself, one fragile petal at a time. This collection traces my journey through the fragile and tangled years of teenagehood. Through each poem, you would get a glimpse of raw and unfiltered moments of love, heartbreak, loss, confusion and even hints of clarity. The title is more than just a name : it is a metaphor of growth and acceptance . Each year, each experience was a petal unfolding . Some were soft like teenage innocence while others were jagged, stained with blood, weathered by heartbreak and resilient in reaching. Some were glowing red under the eternal sunlight of euphoria while others were withered due to the droughts of insecurity and floods of pent up emotions . But together these roses compose the bouquet of my becoming. Now I offer this bouquet to you, dear reader, and hope you find petals of your own and embrace the garden you are meant to be. ──────── ₊⋆☽◯☾⋆₊ ──────── 𝟗 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐑 ⟪ h i g h e s t r a n k i n g s ⟫ #1 in poesia (out of 15k stories) #1 in spokenword (out of 4.57k stories) #1 in personalthoughts (out of 2.5k stories) #1 in personalexperience (out of 1.57k stories) #1 in freeverse (out of 7.74k stories)

I called this collection Too Much, Too Loud, Too Me because that's exactly what being a teenage girl felt like. Too much feeling. Too loud in my own head. Too much heart for one body to hold. Hormones turned up the volume on everything - the crushes, the heartbreaks, the anger, the joy. One minute I was on top of the world, the next I was crying in the shower over something I can't even remember now. These poems are the teenage me. Unfiltered. Unapologetic. A little dramatic, a little messy, and completely real. They're about the nights I felt like I was too much for people. The days I was told to be quieter, smaller, calmer. But I wasn't. I was loud. I was big. I was me. These poems are the teenage me: messy, loud, insecure, brave, and completely in love with feeling. If you've ever been called "too sensitive" or "too emotional"... these poems are for you. Because too much is not a bad thing. Sometimes it's the only way to be alive.

She had given up on love. He walked in without warning. Together, they discovered that the most beautiful love stories begin when you stop looking. A poetic journey of a guarded heart learning to fall again - unexpectedly, beautifully, and completely.

Sometimes you're told a story so many times, you stop questioning it. Until it begins to unravel. Among the pieces left behind are grief, anger, joy and answers. The search for an identity of your own can finally begin.

A collection of poems and spoken word from a perspective of a lost mind, to one that began discovering itself. Through perseverance, courage, weaknesses, to lessons, allow the pieces inside to prove to you no one is alone in their thoughts. With over 10 years of works to go through, these pages are filled with undeniable words that I for one, have denied myself. Read it like you are watching a 13 year old girl grow to find herself over the years, the ups and downs of womenhood, and the trials and tribulations us teenagers and young adults go through.

🖤Disclaimer: This poetry collection is about sexual desire of a woman for a man that keeps appearing in her dreams. So some poems may contain some explicity, sensual words, etc. . . . . He once appeared in my dream... Then he appeared for the second time... He appeared again in my dream. Is he trying to say something? That is an answer I cannot find. It happened again this week, like it always does. Is he trying to tell me that he is mine? - EVA

Filled with sad, heart felt poetry, and weeks worth of work. Hope u enjoy it :)

Some things don't leave you. They become part of you. Despite Everything, Here I Am is a collection of poetry about love, grief, anxiety, heartbreak, anger, survival, and the pieces of ourselves we lose along the way. These poems weren't written from the other side of healing. They were written in the middle of it-in the moments when everything hurt, when nothing made sense, and when simply continuing felt like an act of defiance. This isn't a story about coming out untouched. It's about being changed by everything that tried to break you-and still being able to say: Despite everything, here I am.

A Collection of Micro-Poems. Each designated part listed has a specific theme(s). There is no "right" way to read this book. Simply peak at whatever calls to you. There is something in here for everybody. I hope you find what you're looking for. <3 (If you enjoy my poems please like and comment.🩷)

Ito'y isang tula tungkol sa isang kwento ng isang babaeng nagmahal, nagpakatanga, nasaktan, naloko at ipinagpalit sa iba. It is only just for fun. :) No copyright infringement. :) Enjoy reading. Thank you, bibis :)

To fully understand the meaning behind my poems you have to look inside. go deep. These are written from my pain when I write these its like I'm there but I'm not it's all sub conscious like a black out I just start writing. My pain is sealed on every single word to form every sentence if you cannot handle looking inside of someone else's head feeling their pain if you don't want to feel it don't read. this is my mind and my mind alone. I write for the ones in pain. The mind of: Lance Harbison Created and written by: Lance Harbison Edited and Published by: Carsyn Johnson Cover art created by: Sentiment.quotes (Instagram of Carsyn Johnson)

a collection of poetry, prose, and narratives told through my aesthetic self. when words escape me, writing is my outlet. it is my way to share my story in the only way i know how. (this poetry collection is not yet finished. thank you for reading. 🖤)

Hugot hugot lang walang personalan. Kung tinamaan wag nalang kumibo at manahimik nalang ng hindi mahalata at pagtawanan.

This is a slow-burn, emotional, romantic tragedy wrapped in ambition. It's about dreams that almost happen love that almost survives and two people who meet at the wrong time... but feel like the right forever

MY WORDS CAN BREAK YOU INTO PIECES 💔

Kindness, patience, understanding Those are my virtue - by Beaud © 2026

𝖧𝖾𝗅𝗅𝗈 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋'𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗆𝗒 𝗉𝗈𝖾𝗍𝗋𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗂 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾. 𝖲𝗈 𝗂 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝖽𝖺𝗁𝗂𝗅 𝗀𝗎𝗌𝗍𝗈 𝗄𝗈 𝗆𝖺𝖻𝖺𝗌𝖺 𝖺𝗍 𝗆𝖺𝗎𝗇𝖺𝗐𝖺𝖺𝗇 𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗒𝗈 𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗇𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗒𝖺𝗋𝗂 𝗌𝖺 𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇 𝖽𝖺𝗍𝗂. 𝖠𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗅𝗌𝗈 𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝖻𝖺 𝗌𝖺 𝗆𝗀𝖺 𝗍𝗎𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗇𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗐𝖺 𝗄𝗈 𝗂𝗌 𝗇𝖺𝗉𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗐𝖺 𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝖺 𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝖻𝖺 𝗇𝖺𝗆𝖺𝗇 𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗎𝗇𝖺𝗒 𝗇𝖺 𝗇𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗒𝖺𝗋𝗂 𝗌𝖺 𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇. 𝖲𝖺𝗇𝖺 𝗆𝖺𝗀𝗎𝗌𝗍𝗎𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝗇𝗂𝗒𝗈 𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝗀𝖺 𝗇𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗐𝖺 𝗄𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗎𝗅𝖺. 𝖠𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗄𝗎𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝖺𝗒𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗇 𝗄𝖺𝗒𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗀𝗎𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗂-𝗌𝗎𝗀𝗀𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗇𝖺 𝗍𝗎𝗅𝖺 , 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗆𝖾𝗌𝗌𝖺𝗀𝖾 𝗆𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎. 𝖳𝗁𝖺𝗍'𝗌 𝗂𝗍.

Hindi ko man masabi ng harapan, kahit sa simpleng pagsulat lang ay maiibsan ang pighating aking nararamdaman- JPaolo [ Plagiarism is not allowed ]

The Quiet Kind explores the power of quiet moments and the security of a bond that holds even when life pulls us apart. Where words become unnecessary for what is already felt.

Rainy days and quiet evening A moment of silence and a taste of sincerity When the days are sinking and you looking for a safe place to hide TW! P.s nothing personal and cover by the amazing @Lucasxx44