To Hopeless Romantics
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  • Reads 247
  • Votes 28
  • Parts 34
  • Time 12m
Ongoing, First published Aug 09, 2024
Heartbreaks and heart aches leave the soul shaken to hopelessness. Thinking of the ones whose hurt us; the ones whose left us longing. It's a universal feeling. No matter the age or gender, we're bound to feel hopeless about someone. Longing for someone. 

So this collection of poems are to you hopeless romantics. Poems written from when I was a scarred 13 year old, to a hopeful 17 year old. 

Now I'm older, experienced, and married, I look back at these poems and feel the hurt vibrate through the pages; some leaving me in awe at how much a person can feel. But if you're looking for your soul to heal, you might find grace in this book.

* * New poem everyday at 12pm GMT+2!
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I Am Everything

82 parts Complete Mature

Excerpt: "I am everything: The autumn winds easing the leaves away from their branches, A baby's smile at daddy's funny face, The tears that seep into the soil at a funeral, A heavy snowfall on Christmas Eve. I am a hug: Offered only during times of sadness, Never given often enough. I am a mirror: Reflecting the moods of those in my surroundings Or the inanimate objects that remain once all have gone home. I am a microphone: Echoing the opinions of those around me, Telling the truths of all, but only being accepted by one. I am a shell: Full of the many memories of yesterday, Unable to grasp anything today. I am a skeleton: Stripped away of any feeling, After everyone has taken a piece. I am nothing: Not a firefighter, Thanked for saving the family pet. Not a lover, Dearly missed by her significant other. Not a role model, Written about for a second grader's project. Not a person at all; I am a simple cadaver, sliced up for answers to all of life's questions." ********************************************** An original poetry collection from the last decade of my life.