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Mistake? by Alphonisha

Virat: mahi... Please Mahi: cheeku

✧₊˚❛ 𝓒𝒍𝒖𝒃 𝓗𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒏 ❜ by 5soscowgirl

✧₊˚🌷 ╱ 𝒄𝒍𝒖𝒃𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒏.𝒄𝒐𝒎 ₊˚✧ 🦢 🍰 ❛ 𝗂 𝖼𝖺𝗇'𝗍 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝗅𝗎𝖻 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗏𝖾𝗇. ❜ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 . . . 𝗄𝖾𝗇𝖽𝖺𝗅𝗒𝗇𝗇 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗌 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒚 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝗉𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗌 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝖺𝖼𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗍𝗌 .ᐟ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ✧₊˚. ❪ 𝓰𝗋𝖺𝗉𝗁𝗂𝖼 𝓼𝗁𝗈𝗉 ╱ 𝓪𝖼𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗍 𝓱𝖾𝗅𝗉 ❫ ❪ 𝓫𝗂𝗈 𝓭𝖾𝗌𝖼𝗋𝗂𝗉𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝓬𝗋𝖾𝖽𝗂𝗍𝗌: @𝗰𝗹𝘃𝗯𝗵𝗲𝗮𝘃𝗲𝗻 ❫ ❪ 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗒 𝖼𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖻𝗒: 𝗉𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗅𝗃𝖺𝗋𝗌 ❫ ₊˚.✧ ╱ ౨ৎ ₊˚ꗃ 𝓼𝗍𝖺𝗍𝗎𝗌: 𝓬𝗅𝗈𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝓯𝗈𝗋 𝓻𝖾𝗏𝖺𝗆𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 ❪ ✿ ❫ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ✧₊˚. ❛ 𝖽𝖺𝗇𝖼𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝒄𝒍𝒖𝒃 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒏 ❜ ₊˚.✧ ▎ © ❪ 𝟱𝘀𝗼𝘀𝗰𝗼𝘄𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹 ╱ 𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟧 ❫ ₊˚✧ ౨ৎ

LEFT UNSEEN by kiapoetry_

"Left Unseen" In a room full of a thousand voices, have you ever felt like your silence screams the loudest? Being ignored isn't just an experience; it's a wound that whispers fears of invisibility. Left Unseen is a poetic journey through the raw emotions of being overlooked, forgotten, and invisible. It unravels the suffocating weight of unspoken words and the quiet pain of existing in shadows. Each poem resonates with those who have felt unseen-whether in crowded rooms or intimate spaces. This collection explores the fragility of connection, the ache of loneliness, and the courage it takes to reclaim your voice. Relatable. Honest. Haunting. For those who've felt ignored, Left Unseen offers the solace of being understood. #1 poetry

Trapped in my own head by WildImaginations16

She is an outcast. She finds it easier to express what she feels in the form of writing. Whether it is poems, letters or long texts. These are poems that she writes trying to describe how it feels to live with certain mental health issues, in a world that disregards outcasts. So, these are on the darker side of the spectrum. Some poems might be distressing for some readers. I personally enjoy consuming dark content, it's kinda like a coping mechanism. I really hope none of you relate with any of these :) I'll be posting only poems here, I'll try to be as active as I can. The poems are not in any order. They are just the thoughts that pop up any time of the day. (8.11.2023) PS: Please check out 'safe space'. I need your help to make it a real safe space, readers! Ranking: #1 shortpoem #1 distressing #1 poetry (17.1.2024) #1 poem (24.1.2024)

play, pause, replay by seven_hues

we're all beggars here, clawing at each other's sepia-toned loneliness ... || caffeinated afterthoughts and lovers' vomit ||

and then, i fell in love by imirayah

why does falling in love really hurt?? like, i just love! why does it make me so hurt. and then, i realized... love arrives like a storm tearing down walls i didn't know were there exposing the raw nerve endings of my heart it hurts because feeling is terrifying but the ache is also the proof that i am alive .....

last ~ poetry by Ajay-Kumar

~ are these the last ones / or the ones that'll last? ~

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝘚𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘪 ᵒᶠ 𝔏𝔬𝔳𝔢 ʰᵉᵉʰᵒᵒⁿ ប្ដូរវិញ្ញាណចាប់ស្នែហ៍ by sunsun_bl

រឿងរ៉ាវបែបមិនធម្មតាមួយ ពីក្មេងដែលគេត្រូវគេធ្វើបាបប្រែក្លាយជាអ្នកប្រុសដែលមានអំណាចកាចមិនធម្មតា វាជាការប្ដូរវិញ្ញាណមួយចូលខ្លួនមួយទៀត ហួយ៎ ក៏ប្រែតែគេត្រូវបានដាក់ឈ្មោះថាជា omega តែប៉ុណ្ណោះ ប៉ុន្តែការដែលមានភេទជា omega គឺតែងតែត្រូវគេមើលងាយជានិច្ចព្រោះទន់ខ្សោយ តើនឹងមានរឿងអ្វីកើតឡើងក្រោយ omega តូចប្ដូរវិញ្ញាណហើយ គេបានជួបជាមួយ Mafia ម្នាក់នោះ...ហើយMafia ម្នាក់នោះជាមិត្តកាលគេនៅនឹងរាងកាយចាស់

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✧₊˚❛ 𝓒𝒍𝒖𝒃 𝓗𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒏 ❜ cover

LEFT UNSEEN cover

Trapped in my own head cover

play, pause, replay cover

and then, i fell in love cover

last ~ poetry cover

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝘚𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘪 ᵒᶠ 𝔏𝔬𝔳𝔢 ʰᵉᵉʰᵒᵒⁿ ប្ដូរវិញ្ញាណចាប់ស្នែហ៍ cover

THE MOUNTAIN IS YOU cover

Global Game: AFK In The Zombie Apocalypse Game cover

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Virat: mahi... Please Mahi: cheeku