El Limbo de los Sueños
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Last published Tue, Mar 19, 2019
Me desperté en mitad de la noche después de tener una pesadilla. A partir de ahí, todo lo soñado se volvía realidad. Quien no tiene que perder no tiene nada que ganar, así que habrá que siendo El Olvidado tendré que convertirme en El Inolvidable. Recopilación de poemas cortos, que puede que tengan relación unos con otros o no, juzga tú mismo.
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//ғʟᴏᴡᴇʀs ᴏғ ᴍʏ ғᴇᴇʟɪɴɢs: ᴘᴏᴇᴛʀʏ ʙᴏᴏᴋ// ᴛʜɪs ʙᴏᴏᴋ ɪs ᴀ ᴄᴏʟʟᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏғ sʜᴏʀᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴇᴇᴘ ᴘᴏᴇᴍs/Thoughts/Quotes ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ᴄᴏɴᴠᴇʏ ᴍʏ/ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ's ғᴇᴇʟɪɴɢs ᴀɴᴅ ʟɪғᴇ sɪᴛᴜᴀᴛɪᴏɴs/ᴇᴠᴇɴᴛs. sᴏᴍᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀs ᴍɪɢʜᴛ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛᴇ ᴛᴏ ɪᴛ. (I recommend you to read from the end so that you don't have to see ads. It has random thoughts and feelings so no need to read from first only. You may read from the latest part) Fʟᴏᴡᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ʙʟᴏᴏᴍɪɴG ᴀs ᴛʜᴇ sᴜɴ ɪs sʜɪɴɪɴɢ ᴍʏ ғᴇᴇʟɪɴɢs ʙʟᴏᴏM ᴡʜᴇɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ɪᴛ ɪs ʀᴀɪɴɪɴ ᴘᴇᴛᴀʟs ᴏғ ᴍʏ ʟɪғᴇ-ғʟᴏᴡᴇR ᴅᴀɴᴄᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇ-sʜᴏᴡᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛʏ ᴏғ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ғʟᴏᴡᴇʀs, ᴇᴍᴘᴏᴡᴇʀS ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ sɪɴᴄᴇ : 7 ᴊᴜʟʏ 2020 sᴛᴀᴛᴜs: Completed ʜᴏᴘᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʟʟ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ ɪᴛ! ᴛʜᴀɴᴋɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʟʟ ᴡɪᴛʜ ❤ ʀʏᴀɴ .................. Top rankings: #3 in #poetry #4 in #deepthinking #2 in #deeppoetry #3 in #wordsofwisdom #2 in #darkpoetry #1 in #happypoems #1 in #lifequotes #10 in #deepthoughts #4 in #poesia #3 in #shortpoems #9 in #poembook #9 in #poetrycollectionComplete
Manic Depression
Lo que comenzó siendo un pasatiempo buscando escapar de las horas interminables de los días más complejos de mi vida, terminó convirtiéndose en un pequeño libro de pensamientos y reflexiones. Quien esté interesado es bienvenido a sumergirse en mi mundo, por demás fuera de lo común.Complete
➸ 𝘽𝙪𝙧𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝘽𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙙𝙨𝙝𝙚𝙙 (𝙉𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡 )✔
𝙃𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙮𝙢𝙥𝙝𝙤𝙣𝙮 𝙞𝙨 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙢𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙮. *** 𝘾𝙮𝙣𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙖 𝙈𝙖𝙚𝙫𝙚, 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙 𝙗𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙧, 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙡𝙨 𝙜𝙡𝙤𝙗𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙩𝙤 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙙𝙪𝙘𝙩 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙗𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙨𝙞𝙜𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙩. 𝙃𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧, 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡𝙨 𝙖𝙨 𝙞𝙛 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙗𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙝𝙞𝙢. 𝘾𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙖𝙣 𝙍𝙪𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧, 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙'𝙨 𝙥𝙧𝙞𝙯𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙣 𝙨𝙚𝙩 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙤𝙣 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙧𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙢𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙥𝙖𝙨𝙩. 𝘼 𝙥𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙛 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙥𝙖𝙨𝙩, 𝙝𝙚 𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙮 𝙧𝙖𝙣 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢. 𝙁𝙤𝙧 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙮 𝙞𝙨 𝙖 𝙙𝙚𝙡𝙪𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙤𝙡𝙪𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣? *** 𝙒𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠𝙨 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙚𝙮𝙚𝙨, 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙚𝙚𝙨 𝙧𝙚𝙙. 𝙒𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙞𝙘𝙠 𝙪𝙥 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙗𝙪𝙧𝙮 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙙𝙨𝙝𝙚𝙙?Complete
4. Memories and Feelings That Still Haunt Me
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 relapsingComplete
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𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐬 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐚 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐨𝐛𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐥𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 ~♡~ "𝘉𝘳𝘰, 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘸 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘴𝘬 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘶𝘵. 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘐 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥." ©valnentine-Complete![j j k h e a d c a n o n s [jjk x gn!reader]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/264289874-256-k172129.jpg)
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an abstract limn
❝ but this time i will not be lifted from the realms of this catastrophe, this time i will be dipped into the honeyed lox of this saccharine thought; drowning in the depths of the wilted tulips that have not ever to sprout. look at these alstroemerias that blossom from the words that spill from my bleeding heart and plum stained lips; apple juice coating the rim of this glass of champagne in which these sinful creatures drown with their blistered wings. now watch as i am coaxed by the orbs of lavender bruises with hands wrapped around my neck.❞ • my abstract poetry book. lowercase intended. ©️ copyright 2020 nazahace - all rights reserved.Complete
//ғʟᴏᴡᴇʀs ᴏғ ᴍʏ ғᴇᴇʟɪɴɢs: ᴘᴏᴇᴛʀʏ ʙᴏᴏᴋ// ᴛʜɪs ʙᴏᴏᴋ ɪs ᴀ ᴄᴏʟʟᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏғ sʜᴏʀᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴇᴇᴘ ᴘᴏᴇᴍs/Thoughts/Quotes ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ᴄᴏɴᴠᴇʏ ᴍʏ/ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ's ғᴇᴇʟɪɴɢs ᴀɴᴅ ʟɪғᴇ sɪᴛᴜᴀᴛɪᴏɴs/ᴇᴠᴇɴᴛs. sᴏᴍᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀs ᴍɪɢʜᴛ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛᴇ ᴛᴏ ɪᴛ. (I recommend you to read from the end so that you don't have to see ads. It has random thoughts and feelings so no need to read from first only. You may read from the latest part) Fʟᴏᴡᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ʙʟᴏᴏᴍɪɴG ᴀs ᴛʜᴇ sᴜɴ ɪs sʜɪɴɪɴɢ ᴍʏ ғᴇᴇʟɪɴɢs ʙʟᴏᴏM ᴡʜᴇɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ɪᴛ ɪs ʀᴀɪɴɪɴ ᴘᴇᴛᴀʟs ᴏғ ᴍʏ ʟɪғᴇ-ғʟᴏᴡᴇR ᴅᴀɴᴄᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇ-sʜᴏᴡᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛʏ ᴏғ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ғʟᴏᴡᴇʀs, ᴇᴍᴘᴏᴡᴇʀS ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ sɪɴᴄᴇ : 7 ᴊᴜʟʏ 2020 sᴛᴀᴛᴜs: Completed ʜᴏᴘᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʟʟ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ ɪᴛ! ᴛʜᴀɴᴋɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʟʟ ᴡɪᴛʜ ❤ ʀʏᴀɴ .................. Top rankings: #3 in #poetry #4 in #deepthinking #2 in #deeppoetry #3 in #wordsofwisdom #2 in #darkpoetry #1 in #happypoems #1 in #lifequotes #10 in #deepthoughts #4 in #poesia #3 in #shortpoems #9 in #poembook #9 in #poetrycollection
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