Resurrection: Life, Death, and Poetry

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re•sur•rec•tion
reh·zr·ek·shn
noun
the action or fact of resurrecting or being resurrected.
"the story of the resurrection of Osiris"

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MELANCHOLY | Melancholy drips from my fingertips. SOON TO BE A PUBLISHED PAPERBACK. COMING 2025! This melancholy drips from my fingertips so slowly, you begin to forget I even exist. All of me, the hard parts of flesh you could never seem to love, drips down the drain. I am waiting for the day for your fingers to unscrew the pipes, dig through debris and mess, scrape your heart against the rust, just to find me, so we can go through it all over again. Here, in the pages I find myself, in the ink that writes against my flesh, I will whisper the sadness, the heartache, and the decaying for all of the unspoken. Perhaps under this layer of melancholy, the girl I once knew still exists.    First poetry collection in the series. Original poems based off real life experiences. #12 in poetry. Cover template made by @KaleidoGraphix on Canva. 𝑴𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒚 copyright © May Garner. 2017. All Rights Reserved.

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Throbbing Sentiments -The vivid evocation by Heart by prakriti_writes

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A feeling hard to express A beautiful feeling you can't confess Sometimes you feel like it is a mess But at the end it is a bless True, I agree that it is hard to have someone in your heart but can't have them in your arms. But I would happily fall for him a thousand more times "Though you left me alone on the path I dreamed of walking with you, I would still wait standing there hoping you would come someday" --(Just my thoughts) Hey lovely readers! A collection of short poems written by a 15 year old amateur writer and a poet who puts her heart in her writings. I hope you find my writings attractive. This work is truly based on my own thoughts. So kindly don't copy Happy reading Most Impressive Rankings # 1 in poetry # 1 in thoughts and feelings # 2 in love poems # 3 in poem book # 3 in poem collection #3 in Late nights # 4 in poetry collection # 4 in midnight memories # 6 in Solitary #26 in Him

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