My Heart Says
  • Reads 762
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  • Parts 12
  • Time 8m
  • Reads 762
  • Votes 47
  • Parts 12
  • Time 8m
Ongoing, First published Jun 22, 2013
Hi Readers, we are now 300+ reads. (wow thanks ^^)

(Sorry for being inactive lately)~ peace out
This is my collection of my poems that I personally made and I really hope that you like it,and comments and suggestion are very much appreciated.

For people to read my work I am already happy and inspired to write more and even fascinated to see those numbers grow even though not rapidly increasing but I worry not, cause those people who  have million views/reads also have reached this number, this is a step.

Of course I would be really really be in glee if more people can read what I write and inspire them to be a poem writer even if they are amateur like me.

So for those people who like to write poems but  doesn't have courage to publish their work (like me), you shouldn't frown cause I know people will like your work. I would really be glad if you would comment your work below and let me read your work.  :D


Peace out  and Rock on \m/
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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.