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The Book of Poems - Colours

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First book in the sequel of The Book of Poems.

Every colour has its own wavelength. Every colour has an emotion. Ever colour has its own personality, own feelings. Every colour has an untold story.

Dive into a unique adventure and find your inner peace through short poems about every colour.

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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.

Endless Sunsets by ShowNoFearz

This poetry book is a collection of poems based on everyday feelings that I witness. A lot of them will paint an imagery. It will take your mind to a different place. Hopefully, you enjoy! #1 in soothing 8/1/2019 #1 in relaxing 8/26/2019 #3 in depressed 8/26/2019 #4 in sunsets 7/20/2019 #9 in waters 7/20/2019 #45 in poetic 7/20/2019

Ceasefire Of The Blues by prettyyychimes

Life can be gloomy and heavy sometimes, but when you least expect it, you may encounter a fresh gust of wind that brings the warmth of love. In those moments, the clouds of melancholy and despair part, and there is a ceasefire of the blues!

No one is there by katsa136

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Don't Try [Poetry] by plumbagospirits

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Poetry For The Broken by savage_tommie

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Pieces of Moonbeams by von_frederick

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Tales of Rain and Sunlight: Life's tragedies in poems by arriaheart

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Poems of Pain and Solitude

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.