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Colourwheel

MGA BUMASA 1,125
Mga Boto 87
Mga Parte 6
Oras 7m

MGA BUMASA 1,125
Mga Boto 87
Mga Parte 6
Oras 7m

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I welcome all to the rainbow I created
The components are simple: love and hatred
For there is a thin line between the two
Like indigo and blue
Or yellow and honeydew
So my tasteful friends I leave you to
The romanticism of Colourwheel,
The Spectrum of Hues

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s h e ni good-with-a-pen

You're purple. A mixture of fire truck red- bright, bold, and demanding- and royal blue- serene and smooth. You're purple, a mixture of good and bad. Purple for your inner sass queen. You're beautiful and you're not afraid to own it (though sometimes you doubt yourself just a little bit). If you're purple, a mix of loud and smooth, she's yellow. Yellow for her sunshine smile and her wavy honey blonde hair and her adorable nature. Yellow because she's gentle and fragile and sensitive, yellow for her odd little quirks. Yellow for her almost unfair cuteness. Yellow because she's always there for you, no matter what. They compliment each other, yellow and purple. Naturally, you two would compliment each other as well. But she's head over heels for some random stranger, and you're just her roommate she sometimes goes to for crush advice that may not completely be over their last love interest.

Poems of Pain and Solitude ni words_harm_and_heal

For every person out there that was quiet, not because they chose to be so, but because they were choking in the smoke. Because their opinions were apparently not worth anything. Because they didn't know just how to say what they felt. For every person that is consumed by their own thoughts, the derision from the outside world only making it worse. For every soul that was drowning in remorse and anguish on restless nights. For every soul that says I love you in the dark and in the mirror because no one else does. For the floors we would pace while anxiety sunk its teeth into us. For the mirrors that we would break while shame echoed its laugh in our caged walls. For the hearts that would ache while loneliness was the only company. For every moment of pain and solitude in this world that feels too cruel for such young and frail minds.

this time i'll get better ni wydTeddy

some short stories, self-proclaimed poems and presumptuous writings

Poetry For The Broken ni savage_tommie

collection of my written poetry if you are sad it might make you sadder

Pieces of Moonbeams ni von_frederick

Pieces of Moonbeams | 2023 This poetry collection contains proses & proses woven from my heart. Pieces here are a part of me. Stained by longing, love, grief, hurt, happiness, and any other available emotion I could profoundly describe. -- I am relieved that my pieces now have a home. (They aren't in order and published randomly, though.) It's my dream to atleast publish a book before I turn 18. If you like it, please smash that little star. Thank you.

FEELINGS UNFILTERED ni JeffKenyatta

A compilation of the world's best poetry, all written in black and white, served best chilled. Sad love poems to make you realize the one thing you've been missing, and when you thought you just had about everything else, the only way you're going now...is not any other way but down.

Ceasefire Of The Blues ni prettyyychimes

Life can be gloomy and heavy sometimes, but when you least expect it, you may encounter a fresh gust of wind that brings the warmth of love. In those moments, the clouds of melancholy and despair part, and there is a ceasefire of the blues!

My Poetic Finery ni mimiegwapa

When you are stressed, how do you cope? When you feel too excited, too enamoured, not doped? And when you are sad and feeling blue? How do you exactly change your hue? Me? Time and time again, I have been always feeling lost Not knowing what to do to fight my cause Not knowing how to fully unravel my own version of finery And so, I tried this one most effective way through writing poetry. 18:22, THURSDAY, 040617

Our Violet Walls ni lunaarsyn

Book #1 in the 'Coloured After Party' Poetry Series. 'Coloured After Party' is my second poetry series after my debut one known as 'If Only Happiness...' When everyone leaves, the night gets lonely with every passing minute. Keeping us in dilemma of wishing , making us think that the party must've gone for a little more time and then stripping from the freedom with the thoughts of what is going to come the next morning. The bittersweet time of the night, when the party has just ended with glitter on the floor, balloons on the couch and tables and the decorations partially falling off. Everything around is a tattered proof of the fun you had and the clock on the wall is the warning of the future to come. In this series, I look at this situation as if I am wearing colored filter glasses and try to condense my feelings into these sentences, I call poems. --------- OUR VIOLET WALLS Perhaps a metaphor to link the loneliness and lack of choice that is faced by a human when locked in a room without an exit door. An exit door is a choice, the presence of freedom to leave when the necessity is felt, but when there isn't a visible exit door, what is left is only the hope of it's appearance. I explore this very idea through the poems in this collection. Just that the room I am locked in has walls painted in Violet. Violet- a depressing colour but also my favorite?? Hope you enjoy the read. :)

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s h e

You're purple. A mixture of fire truck red- bright, bold, and demanding- and royal blue- serene and smooth. You're purple, a mixture of good and bad. Purple for your inner sass queen. You're beautiful and you're not afraid to own it (though sometimes you doubt yourself just a little bit). If you're purple, a mix of loud and smooth, she's yellow. Yellow for her sunshine smile and her wavy honey blonde hair and her adorable nature. Yellow because she's gentle and fragile and sensitive, yellow for her odd little quirks. Yellow for her almost unfair cuteness. Yellow because she's always there for you, no matter what. They compliment each other, yellow and purple. Naturally, you two would compliment each other as well. But she's head over heels for some random stranger, and you're just her roommate she sometimes goes to for crush advice that may not completely be over their last love interest.

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