Visualpoetry Stories

-Fractal Poetry- (Visual) Come, and take a glimpse into my mind... A collection of all the fractal poetry I've written through the years. Please also take a good look at the added pictures with each poem as they go hand in hand. (Those pictures (fractals) are all artwork I made myself.)

Whenever I feel sad or gloomy, Whenever I am filled with joy, Or maybe I'm just to tired to speak, I think, I write, and slowly expand From beautiful boughs, To irredeemable shows, I imagine, I create And that's why I am called a poet. A bunch of short poems just to refresh my feelings and mind. I hope you'll enjoy reading this bunch!!!

🌈Why I Created "The Amazing Inspiration about LGBTQ+ and Tanka" June is 🏳️‍🌈Pride Month. Around the world, I see growing resistance to diversity and inclusion. Though I may be powerless, I still want to speak out. I grew up in a small northern port town in Japan. As a child from a single-mother family, I faced bullying and prejudice. My mother, who always said "Don't give up," gave me the strength to stand up for justice. Later, I became a journalist and exposed a major archaeological scandal, winning Japan's top press award. But my mother passed away before she saw that. This project is my way of honoring her, and of supporting the LGBTQ+ community. Each of these nine crayon illustrations is paired with a traditional tanka poem. Together, they carry a message of hope and resilience: "We won't lose."🏳️‍🌈 -SamuraiSixCoin (Japan) P.S. I also invite you to read my novel here on Wattpad: 🛵 *The Girl on the Red Ducati* - A coming-of-age novel set in 1980s Japan, following a teenage biker's emotional journey across Hokkaido.

Voices in Color an Upcoming Book Release about Resilience, Strength, Journey and Hope

I don't paint with precision. I paint with everything I feel. This is the story of what it means to love in color - wildly, sincerely, and without a guarantee of being understood. Told in six quiet pieces, this poetic journey follows one heart's attempt to give everything it is... even when it doesn't fit. For anyone who's ever offered too much, and still hoped to be seen.

The world goes on, the clock still ticks, But some things time can never fix... We start with dreams so high and bright, A guiding star within the night... For love is sweet, a gentle flame, That makes you smile to hear a name... It builds a bridge, it holds you near, And chases out the coldest fear... But love can fade and drift away, Like shadows at the end of day... A quiet room, a sudden chill, A promise that you couldn't fill... And now the glass lies on the floor, The laughter rings here nevermore... It hurts to breathe, it hurts to see, The ghost of what we used to be... Yet life moves forward, soft and slow, Beneath the weight of winter snow... Each broken piece inside your chest, Will slowly learn to find its rest... For hearts that break still learn to beat, Through every storm and dark defeat... They heal in time, they grow and mend, Because the fracture's not the end...

Let's cancel love people. I no longer want to feel it.

Let's run away.

This isn't just a book. It's a quiet companion for anyone who's ever stood at the edge of change, heart full of questions and hands still shaking. *In-Between* gathers brief, soul-deep narratives-poetic vignettes, whispered conversations, and moments caught between breaths. Each page is a mirror and a map: to the storms we survive, the stillness we seek, and the unexpected beauty in being undone and becoming whole again. Perfect for anyone who's ever needed a sign, a sentence, or just a softer way to hold the day. Let these stories meet you where you are-and gently remind you: you're not alone.

When you feel you are walking alone.

A love song

Shitty 10 word poems

poesia visual para reprodução independente

"The Devil's Violinist" is a story of love, obsession, and the magic of music-where art and dark emotions collide to create unforgettable moments.

My mind is a rabbithole ya don't wanna fall into or play around. It's open for individual visits though. Here's a guide to it. Have a great day!

When anxiety takes over.

A poem about being unique

prickly cacti and ravenous vultures are my only friends

i am [dmgd] I am [s;nk;ng] bl4t/ntly [0vrth1nkng]