Tumblrpoetry mga kuwento

While I wish I could and I wish I might, Most of the woven words of this collection are not from the forming of my insight. I will credit and I will claim, if you choose to read this selection you may not again think or feel the same.

This was a little paragraph I wrote when I was in my feels i guess.

Poems stitched with contrasts- light & shadow, love & distance, chaos & calm. A place where emotions breathe without hiding.

I sat down and tried to write all that I wanted to say to you. For hours, I stared at a blank paper, Until finally, I rewrote our story. I guess what I really want is to ask you to never forget me

•Welcome, June. But first, coffee.• The poems will vary from "Tumblr poetry" to free verse to rhymed to anything that I think of at the moment. Happy June! (All of these poems are first drafts, but votes and constructive criticism are ALWAYS appreciate. Much love. ❤️)

Inspired by some of the greatest poets, The 'Poetical Poems And Short Stories', holds all of the old ingredients of beautiful poetry, while adding some modern twists in for the readers enjoyment. From love, to hate, life to death, joy to sadness, these informal and heartfelt poems are incapable of disappointment. So sit down with a cup of warm coffee, a comfortable blanket and a fuzzy, comforting critter. These poems will make you doubt, queetion, think and believe. Enjoy. #717 in poetry. #484 in poetry.

A collection of poems that are imbued with my ephemeral emotions. A tintinabulation of my heart's desires, strengths, weaknesses and what I want the world to see in me and themselves. #35 in verse out of 2.25k stories Constructive criticism is appreciated and most welcome. Be sure to vote if you like them and and leave comments as well. Also feel free to visit my tumblr @jannat-noor1643 Happy reading. The book is in progress of completion and will be updated regularly. Copywrite 2020. Cennet Nur.

Thoughts After Twelve. - • New Moon • : Dark days, depression, negative content warning • First Quarter • : The sad attachment • Full Moon • : The recovery, genesis of new life, healed wounds • Third Quarter • : A string of hope, new life, solitary companion - These are episodes of thought I've been altered to words, you don't have to read in order.

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

Some loves bloom like roses - vibrant, breathtaking, impossible to forget. Others linger like an old hair tie in your pocket - small, ordinary, but holding every strand of a memory together. This is a collection of poems about first love and final goodbyes, about petals that fall and keepsakes you can't throw away. From the thrill of red roses to the ache of rotten ones, from the comfort of tangled strands to the weight of letting go - every page is a reminder that love leaves marks, both grand and quiet. If you've ever loved, lost, and still kept something that hurts to hold, you'll find yourself here.

just some poems *all poems are mine so make sure you credit* this is from middle school pls ✧#52 in tumblr quotes ✧#420 in poem

I never knew yellow was a type of blue, 'till I met you. Attempts of getting my thoughts and feelings into words. I would love feedback, I don't write much but I love it and would like to improve! Confessional poetry / writing? I get my inspiration from Sylvia Plath.

we all have things we are afraid of saying, telling, or even thinking. every word i type with the tips of my fingers, is the truth. everything that hurts my chest, that makes my breathing become heavy and my face pale. that lump in my throat occur once again. - names will be replaced with others - to keep me sane and the others too.

To survive, I write poetry.

Poem to reach the souls adrift like me. Hopping it will reach the people who are deeply moved by poetry like me.

#1 in tumblr poetry #2 in aesthetic poetry #11 in dark poetry I broke my heart, You broke my heart, And he broke my heart, My friends broke my heart, The whole world broke my heart, How do you expect my poetry to sound like?

a collection of random little poems, words, film quotes, & lyrics bound together with a dash of nostalgia & summertime. dreamy & sweet - a light read i wanted to make. (mostly inspired by me pretending im in an indie film.)