Spurofthemoment Stories

A second set of slightly more disciplined poems for you to enjoy. (Because I just can't stop them.) See if I do better in this one 😉 (sequal to: pEoms **COMPLETED**)

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So I write poetry. These are bored poems, random poems, depressed poems. But my brother tells me they're good, so I'm sharing them on his advice...

Things I write...

Random!

A collection of thoughts and emotions.

I write in the heat of the moment, and wear out fast, hating what I've written immediately after writing it. So I don't continue. Here are some half written stories. May...

This story will be coming soon. Not sure when. But I'm contemplating whether or not to add it onto Wattpad or just keep it for my self.

Hey! This is going to be a short compilation of a few one shot/spur of the moment poems that I thought I would share,, anyways I hope you guys like them.. so um yeah :)

Sometimes, they just don't take the hint that they're more than what they seem. Or at least, what they seem like to themselves. You know those sort of people, and honest...

in which y/n, an artist frustrated by the lack of inspiration in life, finds themselves some motivation in the form of jeon jeongguk at a bar. inspired by pied piper jun...

By writing poems are my ways of letting go of my mixed emotions.

Poetry that pops into my head. I'm a emotional person what can I do? 🤷🏻‍♀️

It's just that there are those sudden thoughts that pass by one's mind. May be triggered by a view laid out in front of you, a song that played while you were at subway...

"i'll be by your side, till the very end"

Just a collection, of what pass through my mind. There are no orders, and sometimes I may, or I may not write things that are not always happy-go-lucky, so yeah. Anyway...

Out in an open and empty plain, sits a single street, where rests two houses. No life has been sighted in the house's, nor will they ever. The streets only neighbour is...

A winter night. A cafe. A broken heart. A tired soul. Something blooms.

Seeking searching...finding?

Can you feel it?