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3 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐑 ──────── ₊⋆☽◯☾⋆₊ ──────── 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. ──────── ₊⋆☽◯☾⋆₊ ──────── ⟪ 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)

Poetry is the easiest way of expression for some like me, not only experiences but feelings. This book is a set of poems about feelings, experiences and thoughs that linger in my mind day and night. There's letters too that will never reach the eyes of those who they're intended for, though some are just based on emotion. I write because I hope that someone comes across this and thinks "hey this is relatable". Some may resonate with experiences that awaken sacred fragments of memories, or some may just deeply impact. I write because that's the easiest way I can express any feelings. I write for fun, for love and for awareness on certain topics. All poems and letters are original by me :) Most aren't aimed at anyone specific, but just product of my imagination.

After loss, heartbreak, and long nights filled with silence, comes a voice. This collection of raw, intimate poetry traces the journey through pain, healing, self-love, and the quiet strength it takes to begin again. Bloom After the Storm is for anyone who's ever felt broken but still chose to grow.

Not Okay, But Writing Anyway is a raw, unfiltered poetry collection chronicling the emotional aftermath of my breakup. Written in real time, these poems reflect the heartache, confusion, longing, and slow healing that comes from losing not just a partner, but a best friend. If you've ever been left with more feelings than closure, this book might speak to you. This book is also a light memoir. Thank you for reading.

A collection of raw poetry from the quiet places people rarely speak about. Inside this chamber live thoughts about pain, silence, love, anger, and the emotions we hide from the world. Each poem is a key. Some unlock memories. Some unlock truth. And some might unlock a part of you that has been waiting to be heard. Welcome to the chamber.

After cancer, love may be the only disease capable of destroying a person completely. Cancer may welcome you with the quiet gift of death, but love is cruel in another way-it never lets you die. Instead, it tears your heart into a million fragile pieces. The more deeply you love, the more silently your heart bleeds. The harder you try to push it away, the stronger it pulls you back into its gravity. And if that love is one-sided, it becomes a strange place where heaven and hell exist together- where you feel the warmth of hope and the burning of pain at the very same moment. Love does not end you. It simply leaves you alive enough to feel everything.

This book includes poems and poetic texts. The poems and texts are about things people experience-life, love, abuse, and many other topics. Each poem or text is writen in a moment when the author feels these feeling making the book their reality and includes their raw feelings.

A collection of poems about fading memories, love that lingers, and the quiet ache of growing up. Some poems bloom like roses. Some bleed like thorns. This book holds both.

. Started : March 12, 2026 Ended: - © @whimsicalbbydoll

ᴛɪᴛʟᴇ :- ɪɴᴋ & ᴇᴄʟɪᴘꜱᴇ... ᴅᴇꜱᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴏɴ:- ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛꜱ... ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴋʏ ꜰᴏʀɢᴇᴛꜱ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛɪꜰᴜʟ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴏ ᴅᴏᴇꜱ ʜᴇ... ɪɴᴋ & ᴇᴄʟɪᴘꜱᴇ ɪꜱ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴꜱ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴀ 21-ʏᴇᴀʀ-ᴏʟᴅ ʙᴏʏ ꜱɪᴛꜱ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀ ᴀ ʙᴜʀɴᴛ-ᴏᴜᴛ ꜱᴛʀᴇᴇᴛʟɪɢʜᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴇᴄɪᴅᴇꜱ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴅᴀɴɢᴇʀᴏᴜꜱʟʏ ʜᴏɴᴇꜱᴛ. ᴛʜᴇꜱᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛʏ ᴘᴏᴇᴍꜱ... ᴡᴇʟʟ... ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴀʀᴇ... ʙᴜᴛ ᴍᴏꜱᴛʟʏ... ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴀʀᴇ ʀᴇᴀʟ... ʜᴇ ᴡʀᴏᴛᴇ ɪᴛ ᴀʟʟ ᴅᴏᴡɴ... ɪɴ ɪɴᴋ... ᴅᴜʀɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴄʟɪᴘꜱᴇ... ʀᴇᴀᴅ ɪᴛ ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ꜰᴇʟᴛ ᴛᴏᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴀɪᴅ ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ...

Where's the truth? Oh, where's the truth? Buried under tongue and tooth.

A collection of raw emotions, fleeting moments, and unfiltered thoughts-this is my journey as a girl navigating love, heartache, and everything in between. From the euphoria of first love to the ache of goodbyes, each snippet captures a piece of my soul, woven into words. Some memories are bittersweet, others unforgettable, but all are real. Join me as I unravel the beauty and pain of love, one moment at a time. UPDATE EVERY WEEK

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just a random collection of my poetries

A collection of poems and prose capturing my journey learning to love, falling out of love, the unwavering ups and downs of mental illness, and the ghost stories that haunt and empower me. Unflinching, Unedited, Unwavering

Some thoughts arrive quietly in the early hours of the morning-questions about love, belonging, and being seen. This poem was born from one of those moments, when doubt whispered loudly but faith whispered louder.

(Adj) lasting for a very short time. My spoken word poems that you can read even though they're meant to be listened to :)

strange jumbles of thoughts loosely translated into words, re-imagined to overshare on the internet

Poetry is a very large passion of mine that I would very much love to share with people. The subject of poems will vary from hiking, mental health, hill climbing and lots of other things. I very much look forward to sharing what I write. Thank you all for reading!

Divorce is never easy, but divorce in the fever pitch of a worldwide pandemic? That's a recipe for either profound personal growth or absolute spiritual annihilation. Marriage Graduation at the End of the World is a reflection on self-acceptance and rebirth in the midst of the worst social, economic, and political conditions the world has seen in decades. Published bi-weekly on Tuesday and Friday.