In the end, we are all human, and that's what matters. A book filled with poems about life that everyone can relate to #1 prose #1 poetry collection #1 poem book #1 motivation #2 poet #2 self-help

Sequel to Another Hate love Story

The Tears I Learned to Love is a collection of poems that explores the complex journey of love, loss, and healing. From the fiery passion of first moments to the silence left by absence, this book is about the deep ache of letting go and the quiet strength found in rebuilding. Each poem reflects a moment of heartache, but also of resilience. It's not just a story of heartbreak, it's about learning to embrace the tears that shape us.

"We don't read and write poetry because it's cute, we read and write poetry because we are members of the human race." -Dead Poets Society I'm a 17 y/o (Started this when I was 15) just wanting to share some of my poetry with people other than my friends :] (Also feel free to comment any tips and how I could improve on my writing!)

This letter is for you... Allow me to beautify your broken soul with every word my heart beats.

𝑉𝐼𝑂𝐿𝐸𝑁𝑇 𝑁𝐼𝐺𝐻𝑇𝑆 ➬ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴄʜɪᴄᴀɢᴏ ʜᴇᴀᴛ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʟᴇᴛ ᴜᴘ - ꜰɪsᴛs ꜰʟʏ, ɢᴜɴs ᴛᴀʟᴋ, ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛs sᴛɪʟʟ ᴄᴀᴛᴄʜ ꜰᴇᴇʟɪɴɢs. ᴋᴀsᴀɴɪ ᴄᴀᴜɢʜᴛ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ʙʀᴜɪsᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ᴀ ʙᴏʏ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ʟᴏᴀᴅᴇᴅ ᴘᴀsᴛ. ᴋᴇᴠɪɴ sʜᴏᴡs ᴜᴘ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄɪᴛʏ's ᴛᴏᴏ ʟᴏᴜᴅ, ᴀɴᴅ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ꜰᴇᴇʟ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴋɪɴᴅ ᴏꜰ ᴡᴀʀ.

Welcome to "Whispers from the Heart", my collection of poems that explore depths of love, hate and self-imagery. My poems mainly resonates on three themes: love, trust and loyalty. I've found solace in writing, and making poems a reflection of raw experiences. I hope you'll find pieces of yourself in these poems and that they will inspire you to listen to your own heart whispers.

أول روايه أن شاء الله تنال إعجابكم ❤️. ~تشبيه الأبطال بالانستا~ تبدأ قصتنا من لما تجي بطلتنا للسعوديه وتصادف هاذاك العسكري وتتهاوش معاه لكن ماتدري انه اللي بينقذها من عملية اختطاف بتصير لها . ( الروايه تنعرض في واتباد وانستا "da_q25" )

~Kiss me already, the way the ocean waves kiss the shore touch my soul, like the sand clings to one's wet feet engrave your name, the way its's carved into the drift board floating endlessly with no sense of direction The way the bubbles of my thoughts start and end with you~ A collection of poems about love, longing and adoration. {Ranked #1 in Poetry(352K books) 9/6/25}

sometimes positive, (actually mostly cause i don't like bothering people with my problems-) and also expect a LOT of admiration towards people in this-