the eulogy of the poems ever written - Chinedu James Okeke - Wattpad

Story cover for the eulogy of the poems ever written by Abunde

the eulogy of the poems ever written

LECTURES 661
Votes 45
Parties 33
Durée 17m

LECTURES 661
Votes 45
Parties 33
Durée 17m

loss love oncealifetime poe

The main theme of these poems is love and loss, a little bit of memory and maybe poe. Everything dramatizes the confusion by depicting the important things that slip away and love, in two disparate views. These poems represent how we find love more than once in a life time and we love it, but it may never be enough so we fall out of love and into another love with somebody different and seldom ourselves.Tous Droits Réservés

loss love oncealifetime poe

Table des matières

33 chapitres

Inscrivez-vous pour ajouter the eulogy of the poems ever written à votre bibliothèque et recevoir les mises à jour

ou

Directives de Contenu

Vous aimerez aussi

As Time Slows Around Us [Poetry], écrit par Favorite_NPC

As complicated as time itself, like the silent conversations with the moon and sun, lie the complexity of the screaming but silent thoughts of the stars. "All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream." -Edgar Allen Poe

Falling, Still , écrit par Dee_zire

"What does it mean to love someone who doesn't love you back? To wait, to hope, to wonder if love can change the way the stars align?" This is not just a story,it's a journey. A raw, intimate recollection of love that bloomed in silence, of moments that lingered too long in the spaces between friendship and something more. It's about patience, about the ache of wanting, and the quiet magic of the unexpected. But this isn't a tragedy. This is a love story. A story of persistence, of quiet longing turned into something real;of two souls finding their way to each other against all odds. Some love stories are loud, written in fireworks and grand gestures. This one was whispered..written in stolen glances, unsaid words, and the kind of love that waits. If you've ever loved, lost, or wondered what it means to hold on-this is for you.

ⓝⓞⓝ-ⓔⓧⓘⓢⓣⓔⓝⓣ ⓛⓞⓥⓔ (ᴬ ᴾᴼᴱᵀᴿᵞ ᴮᴼᴼᴷ), écrit par CuriousGirlJNW

I lose myself in my words and I lose myself. You'll find pieces of my thoughts here, like shattered crystal. Poems are stories from the heart I suppose but these are hardly poems. They are more things I never said.

If Not Now , Then When? , écrit par Eerie_Haven

[featured 4x] A palate of poems. {Some simple words mean really deep. We use them without knowing their true worth... I portray such simple words in my poems.} {You will find long poems, In simple words. Some short ones, And a few deep thoughts} {If not now Then when? Words are crops, we plough. Memories are sand, ashen} ●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○ This collection of poems is a souvenir of my journey through the range of emotions I feel every day and of how I view the world around me . {Sometimes I lack zeal, Sometimes I don't. Sometimes I don't feel, Anything and everything feels unknown.} ●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○ 🥇1st place in best book cover in starry sky mini awards... 💫 cover credits - @bl_AcK_zE_rO ●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○ If you are reading this book somewhere else other than WATTPAD. it's not safe!! Your device is under threat. Please report that site!!! ●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○ Most impressive ranking #3 in poetry out of 261K on( 1st - 3rd August 2021) #1 in poeticjustice out of 1.4K #1 in poesia out of 12.3K #1 in poembook out of 10.7 K #1 in thoughtsandfeelings out of 9.97 K #1 in poetrycollection out of 22.4K #8 in poem out of 156K on 1st to 6 th July #1 in thoughts out of 73.6 K

What if Everything was Different? | ✓, écrit par Stardusttoad

Think about it. What if everything WAS different? What would happen? How would you change? How would the people around you change? If you think about it, the way things would be different, might even make it more like it once was. Try this book of poems. Give it a chance to make it's mark. Or don't. It is really all up to you at this point.

Unexpected pleasure, écrit par tatianatay

Getting love in different way's finding myself lost in a maze, love hurts maybe love is strange in different ways from different people that you love the deeper you love someone the more it hurts you or hunts you the more you carry so much weight on your shoulders for someone they end up crossing you.

Even Stars Die, écrit par JustANerd777

"Nothing is infinite. For even the stars, brilliant and bright and true, light up the dark for but a brief moment before disappearing into the endless night." 【☆】★【☆】★【☆】★【☆】★【☆】 These pages were meant to bring my greatest fears to life because despite what others may believe, there are simply times where the fight becomes too exhausting to continue on. READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION. MAY CONTAIN TRIGGERS.

Whispers of a Broken Heart: Poems of Love, Loss, and Longing, écrit par xiaomengbao

It's a collection of hauntingly beautiful poems that trace the shadows of love, loss, and the echoes of what was never meant to fade.

Untold: Words Left Unsaid, écrit par nicoleeemag_

A journey through life, healing, grief, heart aches and loss. This is a book that allows you to look back at life and realize that there's so much more than what meets the eye. Here lies the words you never had the chance to speak. This is Untold.

G E M I N I, écrit par nyravile

"I write only because there is a voice within me that will not be still." - Sylvia Plath ( All Rights Reserved) NO COPYRIGHT in any way shape or form. Must have written consent from me. Only quote if you give credit ❤️ Some featured photos aren't mine⚠️

Vous aimerez aussi

Slide 1 of 10

As Time Slows Around Us [Poetry] cover

Falling, Still cover

ⓝⓞⓝ-ⓔⓧⓘⓢⓣⓔⓝⓣ ⓛⓞⓥⓔ (ᴬ ᴾᴼᴱᵀᴿᵞ ᴮᴼᴼᴷ) cover

If Not Now , Then When? cover

What if Everything was Different? | ✓ cover

Unexpected pleasure cover

Even Stars Die cover

Whispers of a Broken Heart: Poems of Love, Loss, and Longing cover

Untold: Words Left Unsaid cover

G E M I N I cover

As Time Slows Around Us [Poetry]

As complicated as time itself, like the silent conversations with the moon and sun, lie the complexity of the screaming but silent thoughts of the stars. "All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream." -Edgar Allen Poe