Thepoetryclub Stories

The night speaks what the heart has felt. A compilation of poems.

My third poetry collection. "In the story of time and memory, I lost myself in the iridescent smiles. In the end, Everyone else won. But, I lost."

I am a poet, you are a poet. But the confines of love stop me from being a poet. I find it hard to write when Im in love All I can think about Is the feeling The Confines of Love....

This is a collection of random poems that I usually write when I have even more writers block for my other stories. Current photo belongs to Against the Current (the actual band). *All rights reserved*

Alexithymia-difficulty describing feeling to a person or anyone. ● correct me if im wrong. i'm still learning to express my thoughts and to share with you readers. Thank you if you could understand what i'm trying to tell the world. If you have the same problem leave me a comment or reach me on social media. Twitter. @KCrystalKN Facebook. Karen Crystal kc Email. Karencrystalc@gmail.com

Words that fill my brain, while I lie staring at a bright screen, with a red filled arrow beside your name.

Serendipity ˌsɛr(ə)nˈdɪpɪti/ [noun]: "The occurrence and development of events by chance in a happy or beneficial way."

Third poetry collection. Read this if your questioning, angry, sad, man, happy, even filled with joy. Read this if your just human and, your experiencing emotions. Let me know what you think.

LIFE IS WHAT YOU MAKE IT #43 in poetry (highest rank) Poems depicting plethora of emotions that life makes us experience :)

it's time to take turn from an enormous heartbreak. but before buckling up for the adventure ahead, something has been missed. something that would keep the tires pumped and keep the engine on track.

Mister August Presents MOONTRAP: A collection of English Poems [Highest Rank: 3] °I promise to be your kite if you promise to be my wind° 'The Night bewitched my thoughts and I could see a Moon, bigger than the sky itself, drenched in moonlight and loneliness and I knew it, that very moment, it's all magic!' ~ Mister August Rank - 26 - 26 Aug 2017 Rank - 13 - 06 Sept 2017 Rank - 9 - 11 Sept 2017 Rank - 3 - 31 March 2018 It's a short poetry collection of: *Thoughts that are now sleeping in my heart's graveyards. *Words which found ways out of my heart's labyrinth. *Feelings that enlighten the darkness within. ~Started on August 07, 2017 ________________________________________________ All Rights Reserved.

silent pleas from a heart that's been tainted blue, a mind that ripples in constant turmoil and a mouth that remains shut //

A compilation of poems that I have written, covering numerous topics. All contents are written by me. Please do not plagiarise or steal my work. Feel free to leave feedback or thoughts on any piece. Thank you for your time and support.

'I walk alone with bruises and scars, some over my body and some inside of me' TRIGGER ALERT!! Do not read if you get easily disturbed with topics like racism, rape, depression, sucide and death.. *Winner of Equestrian awards!! *2nd place in the BLOOMING AUTHORS awards

Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from emotion recollected in tranquility. ~William Wordsworth ▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫▫ lachrymose /ˈlakrɪməʊs,ˈlakrɪməʊz/ A collection of poems - poems that appeal to the Reader's inner emotions using vivid but intricate images that leaves the reader in thoughts after every read. However, the themes explored are ones the reader will find themselves relating with and identifying themselves with. Discover the rich use of images in each poem along the way. ©Alphawrites 2018

English | #16 IN POETRY © 2016 kyeriella all rights reserved book cover made by @OhWanderlust_

These are poems about being lost for many years, but eventually finding the light at the end of the tunnel.

"I'm not used to losing my mind But the one time I did I gave myself up completely To those who did not deserve me And to the world itself Body, Mind and Soul I let it all go But through it all, I found myself My true self. Didn't know this piece of hell that's peeking through my heaven would comfort me. I found peace through the pieces of losing my mind. a combination of art and the whispers of my thoughts

these are some stories I've written over time. I've poured my heart into all of these.