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Just Another Poetry Book

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So my therapist thinks I'm getting depressed again, to be honest I thought I was doing okay. I hadn't cried for awhile or anything, but apparently I'm still showing classic signs of depression. Isolation, not eating, sleeping a lot, not having interest in anything. But hey, whatever? So she told me I have to spend an hour a day just writing poems and other shit, so enjoy.

Read this, I don't care. Enjoy this, I don't care. Hate this, I don't care. Ignore this, I don't care. Obsess over this, I don't care.

My poems are mostly about love or sadness, yup; nothing original.All Rights Reserved

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Why You by possibilities5

Just poems. Some poems that I have written and others from the internet. If you would like to send me poems, I will dedicate that page to you. Or if you want to stay anonymous that's fine, too. Poems that I have wrote will have a '*' at the end. Please don't steal my own poems, because I worked hard on them. If you do choose to steal MY works, I am hurt. Use your own inspiration and creativity, please, it's not very hard (edit: it is very hard) ;) The poems that I have not written belong to there rightful owners. I will not be taking credit for them.

4. Memories and Feelings That Still Haunt Me by Sweet_Cinnamon17

I've cried too hard for too long as I debated death. Over and over, all I wanted was a quick overdose, a quick way to escape the pain. Until the guilt set it and made me realise, suicide feels too selfish. Instead I turned my sadness into art and my pain into strength. Desperately wanting to carve up my skin, I bled on a page. My screams are silent, hidden behind closed doors, And computer screens. All these horrible emotions kept secret in notebooks. I'm too afraid to speak about it, so I write it down That's how my poetry is made. ~The birth of poetry -Me ____ First place in 2021 Irenic Awards poetry catergory Highest rankings: #16 original work #2 relapsing

Short Poems [Book #1] by StarryLight123

During the making of these poems, I went through different types of writing so some may suck, some may be deep, and some may be good, it all depends on you. My poetry DOES NOT focus on my life, I just enjoy writing dark things about OC's and stuff. Is #525, #284, #438, #487, #816, #616, #954, #209, #411, #770, #705, #746, #1,000, #555, #393, #222, #326, #236, #277, ...#483, #279, #290, #371 in Poetry. Best: #222

Live Outside by BeanieBridger

Over the years, I've written many pieces of writing, and shared barely a fraction of them here. Recently, I find myself back here again, and in dire need of somewhere to write, and somewhere to share it. This is to be a collection of poems covering various states of emotion, as and when I write them. A lot has happened since I last wrote anything in general so, this is gonna be hard. I hope you all enjoy the journey I'm gonna take through writing all of this, it's gonna take a lot.

Words Unspoken by shadowofthoughts

There is a community of the spirit. Join it, and feel the delight of walking in the noisy street, and being the noise. Drink all your passion, and be a disgrace. Close both eyes to see with the other eye. Open your hands, if you want to be held. Sit down in this circle. Quit acting like a wolf, and feel the shepherd's love filling you. At night, your beloved wanders. Don't accept consolations. Close your mouth against food. Taste the food. You moan, "She left me." "He left me." Twenty more will come. Be empty of worrying. Think of who created thought! Why do you stay in prison when the door is so wide open? Move outside the tangle of fear-thinking. Live in silence. Flow down and down in always widening rings of being. There's a strange frenzy in my head, of birds, flying, each particle circulating on its own. Is the one I love everywhere? Drunks fear the police, but the police are drunk too. People in this town love them both like different chess pieces. ----------------------------------- All things that we hide in our hearts eat us alive. This book is - full of emotions, love, care and agitation. Well, you need to read this to know what's in. Moreover, It consists of quotes, snippets, poems, bits of advice...Ummm simply deep and random stuff. Go Ahead! HIGHEST rank #1 in poetry as of 19.02.2018 ----------------------------------- 4/10/17 --- 19/04/18

Coherence ✔️ by squi1d

COMPLETED, next poetry collection coming soon This is a poetry collection that is both ever updating and ever changing. This collection of poetry isn't exactly traditional or ever a solid complete piece of prose, I am ever adding and changing and morphing them into something I feel is better or is more to what I feel suits the character or the emotion I wrote the poem to embody. That being said, this collection has some works alike the past one that I made a few years back that doesn't quite hold up to standard today. I have poems that I have remade and moved into this collection, so If you have come from the previous collection know that if you recognise the theme it's because of that. I created this intended as both a challenge to write some feelings into something productive as-well as to write some inspired works made for a character I made as I wrote the poem or for a event or piece of media I enjoyed. Nothing is ever solid or at least their perspective will change as I write the poem or rewrite it. Anyways enjoy, I try not to be too pretentious but I don't really care because again this is a vent piece of work.

Poems of Pain and Solitude by 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.

A Girl in a Forgetful World by parkiepwrites

This is a collection of all the poetry I have written. Some sadness, some happiness, and a concotion of both. Poetry is my way to vent and let my emotions flow freely. Thanks for checking it out, and I really hope you enjoy what you find! And please -- Feel free to comment any suggestions to my writing! I'm in love with getting criticism (no, I'm not even freaking kidding. I know it sounds weird, but I really am!) I am eager to learn to be a better writer and grow surrounded by those suggestions and wonderful, amazing, awesome readers I have! Thank you guys again so much! It means the world to me! #68- hard (4/6/19) 1K Reads! (10/19/19)

Petals of my moonflower by Moonlitskie

Red isn't always romance, sometimes it's blood, Moon isn't always for lovers, but sometimes for secret cries, Flowers aren't always for marriage, but sometimes for grave, Petals aren't always soft, sometimes they prick the soul. No plagiarism/No hatred plz. Also some things might contain mature contents like self harm. I want to say those kinds of suicidal poems are not to inspire anyone to self harm. I'm strictly against self harm myself. Those thoughts are just a means to release myself. Started writing this book around 25th June, 2021

Motivational Poems by DrishKing008

Regular updates every Saturday. Hey there my dear poem lovers! I am DrishKing008. I have been writing lots of poems for so much time. I just thought it was time I actually started publishing these. So, here I am. This is a collection of my original motivational poems that will motivate and inspire you. Most of these poems are fairly long. So, you have already been warned. I have put a lot of effort into these poems. I hope you enjoy them and get positivity from them. ⚠️⚠️⚠️ DON'T COPY MY WORK⚠️⚠️⚠️ This is all my original work and has my efforts in it. Don't even think about stealing it. I will take this plagiarism of my work really seriously. Don't steal my original work if you don't want to be in serious trouble. I really mean it!!! Okay, Enjoy!!! ------------ One of the poems, 'The First Snowfall' is an honorable mention in the 'Xmas Advent Contest 2022' ------------ This is my first poem collection. So, the starting poems are not as good. I have decided to leave them there as it shows me how much I have grown and prospered in this field. So, if you just wanna read the good poems, I recommend you start from poem 19 or a bit more late. Thanks! ------------- Highest Ranking ------------ #7 IN POETRY ~BEST RANKING YET #1 in longpoems #1 in motivationalpoems #1 in antidepression #2 in motivational #3 in roast #4 in songbook

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Why You

Just poems. Some poems that I have written and others from the internet. If you would like to send me poems, I will dedicate that page to you. Or if you want to stay anonymous that's fine, too. Poems that I have wrote will have a '*' at the end. Please don't steal my own poems, because I worked hard on them. If you do choose to steal MY works, I am hurt. Use your own inspiration and creativity, please, it's not very hard (edit: it is very hard) ;) The poems that I have not written belong to there rightful owners. I will not be taking credit for them.