In Between Those Two Pages
- Reads 3,055
- Votes 628
- Parts 49
Ongoing20m
Last published Sun, Dec 10, 2017
"A little too less, tasteless,
A little too much, unbearable."
Such is salt, and so is life.
To the rose I preserved in between those two pages for so long that the pages no longer smell of them.
Highest ranking:
#44 in poetry as of 08.12.16
All Rights Reserved
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
You may also like
PROFOUND SINS
"Your kisses taste like 'I love yous' But Your 'I love yous' are all lies; " "For love, for death and for the fear of losing what we had, we ruined our kindness in the most unloving way. Each night, before laying your head in my arms you whispered rusty tales of gentle kisses and hard punches on our bathroom wall. Now, I feel you on my torn sheet that sings me your lost songs." "It has been crazy, dodging away your poems that bleeds colourless paint. But how can I recite them to my heart that relapses on your words like snorting cocaine." ▪ POEMS ▪ SHORT STORIES ▪ ARTICLES Ranked #22 in Poetry!Complete
Poems
"I know that sometimes for people, I feel like too much; But let me kiss away the phantom pain that the scars remind you of, Let me kiss the burns on your hands, From when you touched the burning fire within my soul. Let me show you that yes, I am too much. I am too much, to be let go." Number 73 in the 2017 Literary Awards Completed 12/21/16 My 1st poetry book.Complete
D R O W N
we want to burn and die to fill the page as delicate words and memories and what we want what we need in life is more poetry and less pain but it's only a glimpse into a forbidden world a beautiful scene sharp to the touch so take your look if you can bear it so take my hand if you will hold it and taste the words ------------------------------------------------------ some rhyme less poetry and mindless murmurings for you to drown in. all of these poems are regrets, things i wish i said to people but never could.Complete
Humdard
A person who lives your pain along with you is called humdard. She was shattered from inside. Accepting her late husband's memories as her life companion. She was against making a stranger father of the soul shaping inside her, but she had to fulfil her husband's dream. To give their child a perfect life! The marriage was for her child, but was she going to find her companion on the way? Wasn't love supposed to happen only once? If even she grows feeling for her husband, would she be able to accept it? Or would she think she is betraying her ex-husband? A story of humdard... A story of pain. But above all, a story of love! Text Copywrite © Sanjh™ 2022Complete
Something more than just Rhymes | ✔
The words do not have to rhyme because they hold something far more valuable than words. They hold emotions, feelings and much more. Completed ✔ ________________________ Highest Rankings: #1 in abandoned-- 28/2/2019 #2 in dailythoughts-- 6/7/2019 #3 in truthfulness-- 28/6/2019 #7 in lovehurts-- 8/6/2019 #8 in loveisintheair-- 19/5/2019 #37 in wattpadromace-- 8/7/2019Complete
World of Poems
take a long, good look into my healing heart and melodrama mind. breathe in my sweet, scented words and hold them close to your bleeding, scaly skeleton aching for emotion; they'll cradle your aching soul and sing mellow lullabies you've never even heard of. stand back and delve into my hideous self: take my broken, frail hand and i'll guide you along my compelling journey through the ever-lasting betrayal and heartbreak. never let go... not until we hit the end of this road. [highest rank: #17 in poetry]Complete
Collection Of Short Stories
♡♡𝒞ℴ𝓁𝓁ℯ𝒸𝓉𝒾ℴ𝓃 ℴ𝒻 𝓈𝓉ℴ𝓇𝒾ℯ𝓈....♡♡ 𝑨𝒄𝒄𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒍 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 (𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒆) 𝑨𝒄𝒄𝒆𝒑𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆(𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒆) 𝑪𝒂𝒈𝒆𝒅(𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒆) 𝑹𝒂𝒏𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔... #3 revenge. 6-04-24 #3 collectionofshortstories 25-04-24 #3 wattpadromance 19-05-24Complete
Breathe
- how I breathe through the never-ending madness in my mind. [ 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐩𝐨𝐞𝐦𝐬 ] Highest Rank: #130 in Poetry #38 in Brokenhearted #8 in VentingComplete
"Your kisses taste like 'I love yous' But Your 'I love yous' are all lies; " "For love, for death and for the fear of losing what we had, we ruined our kindness in the most unloving way. Each night, before laying your head in my arms you whispered rusty tales of gentle kisses and hard punches on our bathroom wall. Now, I feel you on my torn sheet that sings me your lost songs." "It has been crazy, dodging away your poems that bleeds colourless paint. But how can I recite them to my heart that relapses on your words like snorting cocaine." ▪ POEMS ▪ SHORT STORIES ▪ ARTICLES Ranked #22 in Poetry!
More detailsContent Guidelines