Sylviaplath Stories

Eu vejo o que me machuca, e então eu escrevo até o amanhecer. (copilado de poesias em inglês e português.)

The Bell Jar chronicles the crack-up of Esther Greenwood: brilliant, beautiful, enormously talented, and successful, but slowly going under-maybe for the last time. Syl...

A continuing poetry of love, longing, waiting, letting go, and every aspect of love. Written by me, this is my story I have poured my soul and heart into. My best work.

Eredeti kérés: Old, but gold bipoláris Boka/Feri vagy bipoláris Feri/Boka Páros: bipoláris!Feri/Boka Még valami: A megjelenő versbetét Sylvia Plath: Lady Lazarus c. ver...

Part 2 of the Sylvia Plath Poetry.

Just a collection of my absurd and random thoughts... ramblings of a dull heart. 🍂

The best of my poetry. Find your verses and give them a place in your heart as a cozy home in Volume 1.

The novel is owned by the author - Sylvia Plath. The summary of course I took from Google. The Bell Jar details the life of Esther Greenwood, a college student who dre...

my silly little poems from the depths of my brain

"How slow and languid and tepid I stood. How frozen in time. Once upon a time, I had thought myself capable of anything but."

My poems

Intrusive thoughts I could never admit out loud

A group of expats grad students in Rome find themselves struggling to understand their minds, their paths and the way for mental health while still staying friends and f...

a love story, tragic, for the last of the romantics. I wrote these 8 parts a few years ago. If I get 1000k views I will continue it.

This is already a real book, so disclaimer I guess. But this is me filling in these prompts. I want to do at least one a day in the book and on here so if I ever lose my...

Confessional Poetry.

Girl gets bitten by black dog as a child. Black dog follows her through her life, as a metaphor for depression. First draft, already thinking of changes I need to make...

come and take a walk on the wild side let me kiss you hard in the pouring rain you like your girls insane the girls that get it, get it.

"Loving you was the most exquisite form of self destruction" ~ D.J. All the poems you are about to read, are mine. inspired by Sylvia Plath. Enjoy