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Poetry.

As we venture into the depths of the woods, our voyage leads us into the sylvan realm where languishing nymphs reside, burdened by sorrow and constrained to silence for it holds secrets that will cause havoc once unraveled. In the gardens where fairies dwell, a woman finds solitude as she pens her calamitous agony, intertwining them with the tales whispered into her receptive ears as she finds consolation in the abyss that scorns her existence. Chronicles of an irremediable love triangle, forever ensnared in its unruly turmoil, yet unearthing utmost gaiety amidst the tempestuous wrath and fury brought by the raging waves.

Tales of miseries, hopes, dreams, and fury, untold to be retold again.

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I wished for a Boyfriend not a Girlfriend (GxG, Lesbian) °editing° by FallinginReverze

I was awakened by a buzz, but I don't want to get up, instead I lay still on my bed and about to dream again when I heard a THUD, I flinched at the sound. It's Saturday so I'm not expecting anyone at this early in the morning. I'm not a morning person, I am now annoyed to whoever it is. "Coming!" I yelled and started walking which took me sometime because I literally took my time, don't blame me I'm still sleepy, I opened the door to see a very beautiful woman, she has long wavy hair, thick eyelashes and pink pout lips and lastly... a body to die for. I frowned when I realized a high-school student? I can say because she's wearing a uniform. What is a beautiful high-school girl doing here knocking at my door? I asked mentally. I was about to ask her when she suddenly slipped inside my condo and sit on the couch cozily, I crossed my arms and face her still frowning. "Miss what are you doing here? What do you need?" I asked her curiously. She looked at me and smiled, a smile that can make men drool, but I'm not because I'm still annoyed. "I am your girlfriend" she said sweetly, my eyes widened in shock, I know I'm drunk last night but I don't remember having a girlfriend. I was about to say something when she stood up and face me leaning so much closer that were inches apart. "You wished for me, last night on the internet" oh crap! Now I remember! I was browsing the net when a certain ad captures my attention. "But I wished for a BOYFRIEND! Not a Girlfriend!!?" How do you handle a situation where there's NO REFUND and NO EXCHANGE? Copyright © 2014-2022. Manila, Philippines. All rights reserved.

The Lost Dreams of a Broken Poet by Nerak-Xeray

A collection of poems and short stories I write when I'm bored. Most of the themes are sad, so I hope that, in a hundred years when I'm long dead, students read them as part of their Literature lessons. XD ⚠Major character death in some stories⚠

LET ME WALK YOU TO JANNAH by lost_lone

Some people never experience peace Their pain never ease Maybe their peace is the next world Maybe for them it's the life after death ***** You were nothing but a test on my path To win or lose was trying my worth You couldn't hear the words my heart spoke Each day with knife my heart you poke **** Seeing you the way you are is a pain Together everything I want us to gain For you my heart I will place in a plate To hold your hand I will never be late The tears you will no longer shed Forever we will stay the newlywed **** "Why? Why me? Don't you see am crippled." I asked with tears blinding my vision. "The heart doesn't need reasons to love. My heart was searching until it found yours. I can't hold it anymore, this heart is not big enough to contain all that love. Love must be shared and I want you to be my half. I know what you have been through. I know accepting me isn't easy on your part. A chance is all I need my love." ***** Not your typical love story. Witness some heartbreaks Witness some wounds heal Rank #17 of 6.7k dua

Dandelions In The Wind by catlamondt

There are a lot of reasons why people write. For me it has always been like an addiction, a reporting on the world and therapy. People are my greatest inspiration and God created so many variants and flavours that we would always have something to write about or to say. I'm not known for being quiet; I fight for what I believe in and I stand my ground on what I believe to be true and just. But people like me can never do this alone, we need an audience to listen, a support network to carry us, a cause to fight for and somebody to come home to because we cry alone, at home behind closed doors. For my people that has always been a constant in my life and my inspiration like my husband and children, Uncle Louis and Aunt Delphine, Johan Erasmus that gave me my first encouragement and my clients that follow where I lead, forgive me when I faltered and still love me for who I am for those who trust me with their precious copyright, please know that I am grateful and for whom I pray every night. When I get on my knees and thank God for another day it is all of you that I am so incredibly thankful for, my life would be meaningless without you. Some of these poems eventually became songs and you can hear them on my albums and on numerous other artist's albums. With sincere gratitude to my publisher, editor and loved ones. Being me is exhausting and my guardian angels are on a well-deserved holiday at the moment. I hope that you as reader could take something home to your heart and enjoy a lifetime of memories and observations. Cat Lamondt

LOST MEMORIES by cali_allee3

[ 𝙲 𝙾 𝙼 𝙿 𝙻 𝙴 𝚃 𝙴 ] This book compiles all letters, poems and short stories that I have written in the past that I nearly have forgotten. These works were written from the past 2 years and these written outputs were works that I wrote in the past as I continuously grow as a writer. Anyway, I hope you enjoy! ----- Started: May 2022 Ended: July 2022

A Poet's Diary by aia_solace

She doesn't simply cry when she's upset or disappointed, nor does she just smile all day when she finally get to grab that tiny bit of hope. It would be hard for her to talk about love just as simply as bringing up a favorite song, nor would it be easy to talk about a heartbreak. She couldn't just talk about the things that she misses, or even the things that she admires about life. She'd think to herself that what she has shown is only a mere facade of what she truly felt. So for every tear, every smile, every lonesome time, and every hope and fear, she wrote it all out. ::Began publishing on 2023::

The Clusters of Thoughts (Poetry) by Iamjustasapien

❝ Giggles erupted past my mouth, Lies slithered past your tongue. Our relationship soon headed south Then the truth sung.❞ •┈••✦ 🖤 ✦••┈••┈••✦ 🖤 ✦••┈••┈••✦ 🖤 ✦••┈••┈••✦ 🖤 ✦••┈••┈••✦ 🖤 ✦•••┈••✦ 🖤 These poems capture raw human emotions in many different scenarios. Love, heartbreak, loneliness, and more are expressed in these poems. It is time to unwind and unravel, to marvel at the mystical world of poetry. The gates to a different realm awaits! Ballerinos, ex-lovers, and many more are awaiting to tell us their tale, come along! The tales told, can tell you the harsh reality or amuse you to no end, the choice yours to make, without any mistake. Make yourself comfy, because this is a unpredictable ride, written by a VERY unpredictable poet. ✧༺♥༻∞ #1 in poetry (2/6/2024) #1 in motivational (9/6/2024) #1 in random poems (9/6/2024) #1 in substance usage (9/6/2024) ✧༺♥༻∞ " The poems are literally too good. The writer really composed it so brilliantly, you can check out the rhyming words which fitted so perfectly with every line she wrote. It's like she poured her heart out while writing the poems...." said by @/ Mish_74100 "Any reader is able to enjoy throughout the book considering the easy and connecting language used. The vivid descriptions add to the feelings for any readers to indulge at ease!" said by @/nkvenus7878 (The above statements are taken from reviewers and judges from different communities, about my book.) Note: I have written the poems in this book. Do NOT copy or transalate my work(s) in any way or form. Aditionally, there are mentions of blood, substance usage and death in this book. If you are triggered by such topics please leave. (The amazing headers are made by @HJ_Fic

Love and Life || A Poetry by Unpredictable_colors

Collections of Tagalog and English poems. Tragedy, a words of love, an untold feelings, a pain we bear, and a comfort were written on the paper. It may motivate you at times you feel unmotivated. It's the collection of our love, tragedy, pain, suffering and comfort. Mga salitang galing sa tinta ng panulat na magbibigay saya at kalungkutan. Magbibigay pag-asa sa puso mong bibitaw na. Just imagine, your world revolve within each word of each poem. It's for you, it was made for you. This is bunches of poems. One hundred poems, to be exact. Because you have to fight one hundred struggles for us to have that one dream. We have to stumble one hundred times just to walk in a one plane path towards happiness. And most of all... I can write one hundred poems just to make you feel you're worthy enough for this effort. ... because I love you, a hundred times than you expected. PS : The original illustration is from Surudraws. But, the cover is already edited. Please notify me if you don't like your illustration to be used. I found this illustration on FB and the credits also. Claim it if it's yours. Started : September 2023 Completed : -

Luminaria by Wrifeima

L U M I N A R I A In desires we chase, what stakes shall we embrace? Pinaniniwalaan na ng karamihan na sa gitna ng kasiyahan ay may kaakibat na kalungkutan. Kasunod ng halakhak ay daloy ng kalungkutan, at sa kahuli-hulihang pagkakataon, hiniling ko na sana hanggang doon na lamang iyon. A price of happiness that pays the condition of sadness Until the very last drop of second I have... I wished to feel the condition of remorse. Yet, I never had the chance to feel anything. Dahil ang kapalit ng kasiyahan ay ang aking kamatayan. I thought my life ends there... but that is how it actually started. Never been in my wildest dreams to die on the day I was born, and worst, to open my eyes where everything is unknown. The place I found myself in, the people surrounding me, and even myself-or the body I have, to be exact. I died as an ordinary, untamed, reckless and free teenage city girl, thinking it'll be that way until my very last breath. However, I was wrong, because I came back to life as a princess with cold chains on my body. Isang prinsesang pinagkaitan ng kalayaan at nakakulong sa rehas ng nakaraan. She was deemed to be a cursed princess, and how unfortunate am I, to have that as my second life.

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I wished for a Boyfriend not a Girlfriend (GxG, Lesbian) °editing° cover

The Lost Dreams of a Broken Poet cover

LET ME WALK YOU TO JANNAH cover

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LOST MEMORIES cover

A Poet's Diary cover

The Clusters of Thoughts (Poetry) cover

Love and Life || A Poetry cover

Luminaria cover

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I wished for a Boyfriend not a Girlfriend (GxG, Lesbian) °editing°

I was awakened by a buzz, but I don't want to get up, instead I lay still on my bed and about to dream again when I heard a THUD, I flinched at the sound. It's Saturday so I'm not expecting anyone at this early in the morning. I'm not a morning person, I am now annoyed to whoever it is. "Coming!" I yelled and started walking which took me sometime because I literally took my time, don't blame me I'm still sleepy, I opened the door to see a very beautiful woman, she has long wavy hair, thick eyelashes and pink pout lips and lastly... a body to die for. I frowned when I realized a high-school student? I can say because she's wearing a uniform. What is a beautiful high-school girl doing here knocking at my door? I asked mentally. I was about to ask her when she suddenly slipped inside my condo and sit on the couch cozily, I crossed my arms and face her still frowning. "Miss what are you doing here? What do you need?" I asked her curiously. She looked at me and smiled, a smile that can make men drool, but I'm not because I'm still annoyed. "I am your girlfriend" she said sweetly, my eyes widened in shock, I know I'm drunk last night but I don't remember having a girlfriend. I was about to say something when she stood up and face me leaning so much closer that were inches apart. "You wished for me, last night on the internet" oh crap! Now I remember! I was browsing the net when a certain ad captures my attention. "But I wished for a BOYFRIEND! Not a Girlfriend!!?" How do you handle a situation where there's NO REFUND and NO EXCHANGE? Copyright © 2014-2022. Manila, Philippines. All rights reserved.