Hey! I'm a fan of haikus and I was thinking, just like my drawings book, that I wanna share the haikus I write. I also wanna write to let go of my feelings and stuff so yeah Most of them are going to be poems now though cause I have kinda moved to different types like they aren't only haikus Anyways hope u guys like them 💙💙💙

တစ်ရံ ရောအခါ၀ယ် အလွန်လှပသော တိုင်းပြည်လေး တစ်ခုရှိခဲ့၏။ ထိုတိုင်းပြည်ကို ပန်းတိုင်းပြည်ဟု ခေါ်ဝေါ်ကြသည်။ ပန်းဆိုသော အမည် နှင့်လိုက်အောင် ပန်းတိုင်းပြည် စစ်သူကြီးတွင် ပန်းသစ္စာ ၊ပန်းမေတ္တာ ၊ပန်းကရုဏာ ဆိုသော သမီးတော် သုံးပါး ရှိသည်။ သမီးတော် သုံးပါးစလုံးမှာ အလွန်လှပသလိုတမူထူးသော အရည်ချင်း ကိုယ်စီ ရှိကြ၏။ တိုင်းပြည် အကျိုးကို ဆောင်ရွက်လိုစိတ်ရှိကြသည်။ မိမိတိုင်းပြည် အတွက် အသက်ကိုပင် ပဓနာမထားချစ်ရသူကိုပင် စွန့်၍ ပိုးတိုင်းပြည်၏ မိဖုရား အဖြစ်အမူထမ်းသူ ပန်းသစ္စာ။

စိုင်းတည်တံ့ဉီး + နှိုင်းမြတ်ဘုန်း

I really enjoy writing and I have been writing poems for a while, I'm finally gaining the confidence to share them, some are extremely personal to me and discuss some topics that may make people uncomfortable so please check the tws. Most of them are genuine, and a few are dramatized and/ or are made up completely. It's up to the reader to figure out which are which. That's the beauty of interpretation. The ones that use quotes or I said that whoever said a certain thing are one hundred percent real, I could provide screenshots to prove them. Anyway, even though most of these are genuine and come from me, if you want me to write about something specific, I can definitely try just lmk! Best Ranks #2 In Poem #3 in poetry/poembook

A collection of poetry that isn't limited to a single topic. Highest Rankings: #1 - thoughtsandfeelings (7/19/2025) #1 - shortpoems (7/19/2025) #2 - poet (7/22/2025) #1 - thoughts (7/24/2025)

කවි පොතක්... පිස්සෙක්ගෙ විරහ ගිනි|කදුලෙන් තෙත් වුණ කවි පොතක්... 🍂🔥 :)𝗛𝗛𝗞_01Δ2025

My old poems and quotes. Finished (2021)

Every verse is a wound that sings. This collection explores the raw edges of love, grief, identity, and longing with language that bleeds honesty and beauty in equal measure. These are not gentle poems. They are confessions, scars, whispered prayers. A book for anyone who has ever felt too much and said too little.

poems.

Her heart yearned for freedom , but the man she loved was himself a prison . In a land of ancient traditions, their love was a rebellion! . . "𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠" said he . "The price of love is high but the price of betrayal is even higher ,minaz" she replied. . . 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐭 𝐕𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐩𝐚𝐥 × 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫