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Volume II: An Ode To The Pit In My Stomach

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Indulge in the ethereal sequel to the profound opus, "In Madness Lies Sanity," as this poetry compendium unravels its tapestry of emotions. With a delicate touch, it guides you through the corridors of innocence and vulnerability, transporting you to the idyllic realm of summers past.

Where "In Madness Lies Sanity" delved into the realm of womanhood and the seething cauldron of fury, "An Ode To The Pit In My Stomach" navigates the labyrinthine alleys of girlhood, illuminating the very genesis of the enigmatic woman she has become.

Prepare to embark on a profound journey, an introspective voyage that peels back the layers of the human experience, revealing hidden truths and unexpressed longings.All Rights Reserved

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Madness by Nocturnal_wonders

Mind is a wonderful thing.. it's something that makes us-humans, different from one another. We all have a nose,a mouth, two hands, two feet, two eyes, one head-it's the mind inside that head that makes a difference. It's the mind that decides our character, it decides our actions, it defines our life,it's our mind that makes us love or hate something or someone. People aren't all bad or all good.. they have a touch of both but it's the mind that tricks us into loving or hating a person. Most of the times we don't actually love a person, we love the image of the person that our mind creates based on our memories with that person & same goes for the hate as well, we have bad memories with a person, we have a bad image of the person which leads to us hating that particular individual. We don't see people for who they actually are, we don't see the world for what it actually is, we merely see the image of it that our mind has created, the world for us is nothing more than an illusion. Our own personal illusion.. What's funny is that no one's ever going to know your illusion-your world as it is for you.. Despite all of the brilliant illusions that our mind creates, mind itself is the greatest creation of the mother nature. Without mind-this great tool, there would've been no cell phones, no television, no books, no music, no love, no hate, no life. nothing! But in reality, the mind is but a twisted yarn of madness. Yet every mind is great in itself. And didn't they say..? "No great mind has ever existed without a touch of madness" -with love, Harika

Interrelation and Other Works by nicholaskyleedwards

Interrelation and Other Works is a collection that invites readers into a world where the human spirit and soul are laid bare. This collection of 70+ poems and 13 short stories, explores philosophical wonder, love and indifference, pain and acceptance, and the bonds of reality. The writings mix a spectrum of emotions, from raw and intense to light and hopeful, offering readers a journey through the complexities of human experience: resilience, the enduring power of love, and the quest for understanding and connection. Ideas of self-exploration, societal structure, Feminism, angst, enchantment, and the eternal struggle between light and darkness are imagined throughout, creating a reading of introspection and reflection. The unique voice and perspective offer a fresh take on universal themes, encouraging readers to explore their own beliefs, values, and emotions.

Broken by Lauryn_Love

Have you ever wondered what goes on inside of the mind of a truly broken soul? The mind of a person with severe mental disorders. The one who smiles on the outside but is really dying within. The one that always appears happy. The person that you'd never guess was suffering every single day. Have you ever questioned what could break a person so badly? Have you ever wanted to get inside the mind of that person? This poetry is mine. This is me, opening my damaged mind to be discovered. Inside you'll find the raw emotions of a truly broken soul.

Fabled - Short Stories by 107awesome

A collection of my short stories and writing!

My Poetry Stash by Izakai_Lord

Welcome to My Poetry Stash Forget everything you think a poetry book should be. This is a hidden stash of thoughts, a labyrinth of musings, and a journey through the untamed corners of my mind. Inside, you'll find fragments of life's mysteries, brief flashes of clarity, and questions without answers - all woven into a tapestry of emotion, imagination, and wonder. Will you dare to wander in? This is a place where whimsy dances with introspection, shadows stretch long, and chaos murmurs secrets to the curious. You might stumble upon the echo of a forgotten dream, the flicker of a buried truth, or a mirror reflecting something uncomfortably familiar. Moonlight breaks through thought-darkened skies, leaves crunch beneath your feet, and each turn offers something unexpected. Not all paths lead where you expect - and some truths may ask more of you than you're ready to give. These poems are more than words. They're invitations, riddles, and companions on a winding trail. The terrain is wild, the views dizzying, and the journey - unpredictable. So consider this your invitation. There are no guarantees here. Just questions, reflections, and the thrill of exploring something real. Come prepared. Bring your curiosity, your courage - and maybe a flashlight. Good luck, traveler. You're going to need it. Inside this stash lies more than poetry - it's a map of meaning, mischief, and mystery.

Beneath The Light of a Dying Star by nonbin-nonbe

In these pages, the world is both light and heavy-sometimes in the same breath. This is a catch-call collection of my own poetry, prose and/or lyrics that I've accumulated over the years that I related to and enjoyed writing and re-writing. I don't know, I just hope you enjoy them or find some comfort in them as well. :) Also, possibly relevant, I'm queer, autistic/adhd and very traumatized so if you relate, you might, like idk, relate to these maybe or they may be a little too real??

finally being honest by evangeline1822

This is my collection of poems where I am finally being honest and where I finally am baring the utmost parts of my soul. my hope is that perhaps another human being can understand me. disclaimer: I do not own the cover art.

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)

My library of short stories by Izakai_Lord

Welcome to the Library of Tales, a realm born from the depths of a twisted mind, where logic pirouettes with madness and chaos reigns supreme. Here, the absurd and extraordinary collide: knives twirl through the air in deadly ballets, lava pits echo with the wails of tormented souls, candylands brim with grotesque creatures spawned from the union of nightmares and dreams, and cosmic entities swap destinies with mortals in an eternal cycle of ascension and fall. Among the infinite corridors lies a father defying the fiercest storm for love, a man returning to the past to face the haunting truth about a long-lost friend, and a rebellion of animals rising against the twisted experiments of a deranged candy empire. This sentient labyrinth of shifting shelves and living tomes is presided over by a Librarian whose essence infuses every creak and shadow. Within these twisting halls, whimsy and horror play an eternal game of hide-and-seek. Darkness offers comfort while light blinds. Comedy and tragedy trade masks with gleeful abandon, and the boundaries of good and evil blur into a haunting nursery rhyme. Beware, traveler-crossing the threshold will not leave you unchanged. The library's secrets dig deeper than any wound, its stories unraveling the fabric of your reality and opening more eyes than you thought you had. So, tell me: will you take the risk? Within these walls, knowledge and peril are bound together. Here is your key and card-a gift and a warning. The Library is watching, waiting. Whatever you expect, it will not be what you find. Good luck, brave soul-your journey begins now.

paracosm-delusional nightmares by paracosmic_being

{poetry : completed} "𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐤𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐞." in a tiny corner of the world, but in the vast corner of my imagination, this is my paracosmic delusion, something that i've created out of indignant, dejected and euphoric emotions. each word in this book constitutes my delusional nightmares, the ones that i know aren't really there, yet i write about them anyway. this is me, my barest and deepest feelings, and my monstrous thoughts. ✦✦✦ {all rights reserved || ©2021, ashe} {published on may 30, 2021} {cover designed by @paracosmic_being} {peace \/}

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Madness

Mind is a wonderful thing.. it's something that makes us-humans, different from one another. We all have a nose,a mouth, two hands, two feet, two eyes, one head-it's the mind inside that head that makes a difference. It's the mind that decides our character, it decides our actions, it defines our life,it's our mind that makes us love or hate something or someone. People aren't all bad or all good.. they have a touch of both but it's the mind that tricks us into loving or hating a person. Most of the times we don't actually love a person, we love the image of the person that our mind creates based on our memories with that person & same goes for the hate as well, we have bad memories with a person, we have a bad image of the person which leads to us hating that particular individual. We don't see people for who they actually are, we don't see the world for what it actually is, we merely see the image of it that our mind has created, the world for us is nothing more than an illusion. Our own personal illusion.. What's funny is that no one's ever going to know your illusion-your world as it is for you.. Despite all of the brilliant illusions that our mind creates, mind itself is the greatest creation of the mother nature. Without mind-this great tool, there would've been no cell phones, no television, no books, no music, no love, no hate, no life. nothing! But in reality, the mind is but a twisted yarn of madness. Yet every mind is great in itself. And didn't they say..? "No great mind has ever existed without a touch of madness" -with love, Harika