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Gracias por estar aquí y leerme, sinceramente te adelanto a todo el primer volumen de este poemario de 21 capítulos, leerás mi alma desnuda y todo lo que soy en mi arte literario.
Mi vida adaptada en una novela en formato de poesía, todo es basado en hecho reales.
Atte. MaryAnn
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Written on a Whim
why the title? i decided out of the blue one day that i was going to make this account. the title is the basis for how everything i've written has came to be. no specific writing style in use. english only. 18+. content warnings and trigger warnings (cw/tw) will be mentioned at the top of the applicable parts. font on book cover: Savoye LET photo is my own. All Rights Reserved.Kumpleto
The Demon Of The Cold Valley
They came for me, when i had let my guard down. Even though i had expected the empire of the monsters and its accursed emperor to come at me with everything they had. They came for me when i had least expected them too, in a way i had least predicted them too, using the methods and tactics that made them, and made him for who he is. See...Peace can do that too a man. Hope can do that too a man. Light can do that too a man. It can make you lower your guard down. Even though i had honed my fists and mind, i would and I should not have lowered my guard down. Because i had done so, the people i cherished the most-the men and women of the cold valley, suffered for my negligence and my incompetency. And worst of all my little brothers and sisters paid them, with their future and their innocence. By doing this they caused a bloody war. By taking from me they instigated a bloodshed. and either of them they should not have done. For they should have learnt from their mistake long ago, it was not mercy that made me give their, and his life back to him-it was anger. pure and fresh in very format and flavor. And the thing about any war, and the thing about any battle, is that the demons are always the one's to dominate. Because they are the incarnation of carnage and death. My name is of no importance. But the moniker, and the epithet called The Demon of the Cold Valley that i use is of the greatest of significance. So this is my tale. This is my tragedy. But most of all this is my conquest, and pursuit of justice
Petals of my moonflower
Red isn't always romance, sometimes it's blood, Moon isn't always for lovers, but sometimes for secret cries, Flowers aren't always for marriage, but sometimes for grave, Petals aren't always soft, sometimes they prick the soul. No plagiarism/No hatred plz. Also some things might contain mature contents like self harm. I want to say those kinds of suicidal poems are not to inspire anyone to self harm. I'm strictly against self harm myself. Those thoughts are just a means to release myself. Started writing this book around 25th June, 2021Kumpleto
W(€t)RONG DREAM
???!!!:::: ahhh...no...... No more....... Don't..... Mmm...,.Pull it out......,. ????!!!!::::: my little one is heavenly warm and tight ... That i want to stay ī. Ñ..... Side whole time...... Taehyung a university student..... one night.. he had a dream... not a normal dream but a wet dream.... about whome.... a stranger..... but one day... the stranger turned into his new biology professor .... from the very first he lost his sense and always tremble under the cold star..... and the new professor got interest in that trembling beauty... what will happen.... if the professor who never interested in anyone got interested in his student who always tremble around him.....Kumpleto
My soul wants to tell you
Taste my desire for life and love, adventure and honesty, on my chapped lips and tongue. Drink from me, the light of unseen tomorrows. Empty me of all that I made myself of; what I think I am. I am a huge zap between reality and imagination. Bridge me already. **** Highest ranking in Poetry-#12 ©VioletEden2015Kumpleto
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𓇢𓆸 𝐓𝐇𝐕 𝐅𝐅
"When I look at you, I see everything I've ever wanted. You've given me a reason to care about this world when I thought I had nothing left to fight for." He said as Y/n held her breath her heart racing. He continued "Your pain cuts through me like a knife. I'd rather feel all your heartache than see you in pain for one more second. Because, Y/N," his voice dropped to a near whisper, "I'M MADLY IN LOVE WITH YOU. I can't live without you. I won't let you go, not now, not ever." ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── A sad and heartfelt love story, where they becomes eachothers ultimate source of love and happiness. Let's see if she brings light into his darkness or herself get's lost into his solitude, ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── Dedication ᯓᡣ𐭩𓇢𓆸 " In Her Soft Sherry Era, She Was A Blooming Flower In His Solitude Heart"❁✿❀ ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── Initiated : Nov-17- 2024 Ended. : Jan - 20- 2025Kumpleto
COLORS BEHIND THE GLASS ✓
(COMPLETED) I am Lonnie. I mentioned this, but my name is considerably confusing. A pair, both each other but neither. If I am the sunrise, how am I Lonnie all the same? I suppose I will indulge you to one lovely secret: I am always both. _______________________________________ Lonnie is just like any other person. Throughout this novel, they recall past events, putting each puzzle piece into place until the final image is revealed. While they are trying to make sense of the trauma they have been though, Lonnie meets new people along the way that shape them in both positive and negative ways. This inspiring story draws parallels between modern conflicts in society, and internal battles that we face in our lives. Join Lonnie as they discover who they are, and inevitably make peace with it. *Warning* This book makes references to grief, depression, and anxiety. Please read at your own caution and know your mental limits! Highest ranking: #1 in Metaphor Started: November 15th, 2019 Completed: January 3, 2020 Edited: -- [All Rights Reserved to Isabella Prieto/Eastynn Prieto, please don't plagiarize!]Kumpleto
Poetry by Comparison
Poetry by Comparison is about the old and the new. In this collection you will embark on a journey from old poems to new. Various styles and themes all built upon comparison and as perfect opposites and as perfect twins. Enjoy reading!!!!!
why the title? i decided out of the blue one day that i was going to make this account. the title is the basis for how everything i've written has came to be. no specific writing style in use. english only. 18+. content warnings and trigger warnings (cw/tw) will be mentioned at the top of the applicable parts. font on book cover: Savoye LET photo is my own. All Rights Reserved.
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