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the thoughts about love. Simplicity form yet addictive to consume your mind over.
Love isn't always perfect.
(I know I'm not a perfect writer in poetry, but I thought it would be fun to write out some thoughts I have, and things I've learned into a simple form.)
I would also like to mention @isabelladorta444 on tiktok! she has inspired a bit of my poems here, with the topics. Her poems are so incredibly beautiful, so definitely go listen to them!
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Hopeless Romantic
My love life gotta be the most shittiest thing in the world, seriously, it's like some old dude in heaven just likes to use my heart as an amusement park. Being a bubbly, sweet, free-spirited soul can be amazing right? Well that's what I thought too, SIKEEEE! when life throws at you all the rotten dark souls sent to consume all your light and greedily suck off all your spark, draining you of every bit of energy and good you come with, while having to cure them...Will you still pick the little of you that's left and piece them back together and not let that change who you are? Or will you end up being a monster, hungry for lustful hearts to fill the once occupied space in that dumb thing you call a heart? A once Enchanting glowing heart, now just a void of emptiness and complete crucifying darkness"
Safe With You
𝙍𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙚 𝙆𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙩𝙤𝙣 For her- life was good, it was fine... until it wasn't. As time moved on, time began to reveal what she thought was real to be fake. Once a hopeless romantic, she's now just hopeless. Despite her unattractive love life, she's never stopped seeing the good in the world... including the quiet and mysterious man that's never looked her way- but what if he's been watching her from afar? Her brother's best friend. Her acquaintance. Her moon to the stars. Their relationship that was never supposed to happen- happens but in a moment of weakness... what will people think of them? 𝙆𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙖𝙣 𝘿. 𝙂𝙧𝙖𝙮 Always in the shadows away from any and everything. He wants to enjoy his time alone. Not for a single person to disturb his peace, that's all he wants. Successful and content he's happy living life quietly and wants to keep it that way. Blocking out distractions including love. Unintentionally stumbling into a situation, he overhears something he shouldn't have- a moment frozen in time with his best friend's sister... his heart begins to beat faster. He's never stepped out of his way for anyone. Until her. And now- what will he do? Does he come out of the shadows to help or does he fall deeper into the dark? -Book 1 of the All or Nothing Series- #2 hopeless #3 lovergirl #5 troubleinparadise
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ᴡʜᴇɴ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴꜱ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰᴀʟʟ ɪɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ꜱᴛɪʟʟ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋɪɴɢ? 𝐉𝐮𝐧𝐞 𝐄𝐝𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 is officially at rock bottom. Her moods are unpredictable, her impulses reckless and healing feels like a mountain too steep to climb. She's forced to leave her wild and carefree university student life behind. June struggles to come to terms with her diagnosis. Finding herself living with estranged mother in a quiet and unfamiliar seaside town, where the silence makes everything louder. 𝐎𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞 knows what it means to lose someone slowly, and then all at once. Grief sharpened him into something rough. His tattoos are his armour, humour and charm his defences. He learned the hard way that loving someone sick can destroy you. Together they are a wildfire. Intoxicating and comforting, finding refuge in each other. As their lives collide, the line between love and self destruction blurs. Healing and falling into old pattens are balancing a tight rope. And some wounds refuse to heal quietly. "By the time you are reading this, I'm gone." 𝐴𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑜𝑓 𝑖𝑡 𝑎𝑙𝑙, 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑖 𝑐𝑟𝑜𝑠𝑠 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑑? A story about loving someone at their worst, and what that might cost. - Slowburn angst - Smut warning (and kink) (𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬, 𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞). 🏅1 in Moving Forward 🏅5 in Love & Loss
Poetry & random loving thoughts
poetry & loving, random thoughts.
Love, Light, & Liberation
Just another cliché teenage love story, or is it? a/n: this story will be undergoing revision after I finish writing the entire book
Coherence ✔️
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.Lengkap
Him, The Galaxy and The Darkness
This is my poetry/ventings/stuff My poetry is basically inspired by many things, such as songs and feelings and dreams but mainly about my ex-lover... Every thought is about him. So... This is for my lover. I love you.Lengkap
What you never asked
"I pretend I never loved you I will pretend it was never the easiest thing to do I will pretend that I'm over it Pretend I am over you But no one has a fucking clue And I'll throw my popcorn away. Hide my face. Wipe away my tears. I wasn't special enough And that is alright by me." ------------------------ At this point this collection of poems is almost like a diary. I always hated poetry. I like people who are direct and honest. And that's how I prefer literature. I believed myself to be bad at double meanings and metaphors and hated pretty words to cover up the ugly reality. Yet, I found myself being fascinated by it. I think it's the most vulnerable side of me. Wanting to communicate through a medium I think little of and yet understands me. It has no structure. It can be messy and yet beautiful. It's allowed to be unpolished. Wrong quotations. Or even lacking any. At this point in my life I feel like everything I thought was right to be wrong and so maybe something wrong could be right. You haven't even asked for this. And still you know it now. "Art is where what we survive survives" -Kaveh AkbarLengkap
My love life gotta be the most shittiest thing in the world, seriously, it's like some old dude in heaven just likes to use my heart as an amusement park. Being a bubbly, sweet, free-spirited soul can be amazing right? Well that's what I thought too, SIKEEEE! when life throws at you all the rotten dark souls sent to consume all your light and greedily suck off all your spark, draining you of every bit of energy and good you come with, while having to cure them...Will you still pick the little of you that's left and piece them back together and not let that change who you are? Or will you end up being a monster, hungry for lustful hearts to fill the once occupied space in that dumb thing you call a heart? A once Enchanting glowing heart, now just a void of emptiness and complete crucifying darkness"
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