Woe Stories

i don't know

poetry/ there's something sapphic about the way she says my name there's something tragic in the way he holds out his hand there's something magic in their eyes when for my love they sang there's something nostalgic in the way that I ran (to their arms) /nightingale, by suhashmin

Beomgyu is somewhat deranged, Taehyun grows roses. The two are like storms and sunshine, they don't match one bit. Still... they just attract each other somehow.

The love between Death and Mother Earth is an intriguing and complex concept often explored in mythology and literature. It symbolizes the eternal cycle of life and death, highlighting the interconnections of all living beings. Death, often portrayed as a mysterious and somber figure, finds solace and purpose in the nurturing embrace of Mother Earth. In this unconventional love story, Death and Mother Earth share a profound bond, with Death representing the inevitable end and transformation, while Mother Earth represents the nurturing and regenerative aspect of existence. Their union signifies the harmony and balance that exists within the natural world, reminding us of the intricate relationship between life and mortality. (please note I'm only 15 and this is the first book I've ever written)

Éloi Lemoine's life is a storm of recklessness, dark decisions, and the haunting weight of his past. Set against the backdrop of a gritty urban underworld, the story unravels his descent into chaos as he confronts violence, betrayal, and his own inner demons. With danger around every corner and his mental state unraveling, Eloi must face the ultimate question: is there hope for a way out, or has he already crossed the point of no return?

The story is based on a man who works abroad and returns to find his family wanting him to get married . . search started? Read out to find what this book is all about. Hope you love it♥

“I don’t know when exactly I fell for him. I don’t know if it was that first day that we met, or our first date a week later. I don’t know if it was all the movie nights we had at home after that first date, or if it was that time we played like children in the snow on Thanksgiving Day. What I do know, though, is that when he told me that he was dropping out of school at sixteen and moving to London, leaving me behind, I was heartbroken. And I don’t know if it will ever be repaired.” ***** 18-year-old Charisa Blake wants to leave behind everything from her old life in Suffolk when she begins her term at London University. For a while, she is successful, focusing on her studies and dealing with her newfound best friend, Alexi. But what she doesn’t realize is that Alexi is a fan of rising singer Ed Sheeran, who happens to be one of the very things Charisa is trying her hardest to forget. When Alexi manages to drag Charisa to one of Ed’s concerts at a local pub, Charisa hopes to just be able to get through the night unnoticed. But her hopes go unanswered as Ed sees her and Charisa is helplessly dragged back into his life, whether she wants it or not.

A random collection of poems I have wrote.

Poems of love, hope, death, believing, becoming, and everything that life, afterlife and the soul has to offer.

Just a compilation of poem's made by me that I worked really hard on so plez don't steal or copy. Also I'll make some poem recommendations if you want.

The elegy of the Ones who were absorbed by the Seer of Woe.

To woo someone is to impress them, while woe is grief. Can we not say that the "heart" that represents love comes with it's own woos and woes? Here are a collection of poetry for those who are either heartbroken or those who are blissfully in love. Enjoy!

"Antequam Vadam" is a spiraling roller coaster of emotion. Born from the hard realization of heartache each stanza unearths what it means to hurt, haunted by rue.

Originally, in hopes of finding a companion or even love to make something of their confusing and ongoing days, they instead find themselves. I guess. theme melody: siciliano

Sometimes there's much the heart cannot fathom , so a few penning of my pen help me on my way. Life is truly a journey that's hard to live alone. This short collection though is to new things going on in life...especially mine...one wishes to have only the calm and the serene but it's not always so... and perhaps one need to be more than they can be and have more understanding...