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theperfectphoenix

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"i. they tell me they  cannot comprehend art.  
where art is, 
whispers reside. 

ii. i tell them 
that the only art i need are the words that
bleed onto paper. 

iii. they tell me it doesn't work that way. 
there are compromises for art. 
sports. science. history. 

iv. but i want to speak. 
there are moments that fleet away 
when i do not store them. 
there are impulses that dab off 
when i do not write. 

v. when i am alive, i burst open with Slyvia Plath and Robert Frost. 
my hair fluffs with words. 
my veins cry with poetry. 

vi. welcome to my poetry book. 
i hope you drown in the words you sink in."

©theperfectphoenix
Established -- [09-03-2016]
Highest Rank : #2 in Poetry.
Now A Wattpad Featured Book! [20-05-2016]All Rights Reserved

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My Poetry Escape by Someone_Invisible15

I may just be a girl. No one special. Nothing compared to others. In the eyes of the universe, I am just a little speck of dust. My light may not shine very bright, and it may not be of any use, but I am me. Writing is my only escape out of this world. I cry rivers of ink and climb mountains of words. I may not write as well as others, but my writing is just a different style. They're my feelings. I really do hope you can connect to some of the work in here. Please, do not copy any of this work without informing me first. Thank you! "My Escape" I have a supply, In the closet near my bed, Of past memories, Hanging by a thread. A thread, Connected to my mind, That thread, Just follows me around. I have a hole, In the middle of my heart, That hole fills up, When someone's torn apart. I have a tear, Accompanying my lonely eye, Knowing, whenever I'm alone, I can sit in a corner and cry. Even though, These things are there, I still have ink, a notebook, and a pen, To care. I write and write, To my heart's desire, New feelings erupt, By the hour. Writing is, My one escape, In this cruel and careless world, I have the power, to awake. "A Story Without Words" A story told, In a little tune, A golden smile, And a shining tear, Rolling down my cheek. A little breeze, The nice sun, A marvelous day, Turned into a wet one. The memories dripped, Down on my cotton white shirt, Leaving stains, On my malicious heart. Your smile, Worth a thousand words, Can't cheer up This depressive mind. A storm bewildered, Your indecisive mind, Drowning me, In my reckless thoughts. A rainy day, A gleaming lie, A story not told, With words Nor sounds. This story is, But a mere thought, In this universe We share, Every night. This story is, A withering storm, Drifting off, In this careless soul. This story is, Not told with sounds, But a never ending blow, Of swirling emotions, Bottled up inside.

Life Beneath The Words At Play by rattylittlehole

My poetry is only to fill blank pages. You decide how to color it in. That meaning, you can interpret the poems the way you want. I only put the words together, and you decide the rest :) Yet another poem dump for my unorganized mess that is my poetry. Hope you enjoy it! ❤️ - - - - - - -⚠️Trigger Warning⚠️ - - - - - - - For mature audiences only. Sensitive topics including self-harm, blood, swearing, wounds, death, abuse, graphic descriptions, suicide and other topics that can be triggering. There will not be warnings on each individual triggering poem, so do not read if any of the topics mentioned can be triggering for you.

My Poems: The Story of Your Life? [Completed] by InkButterfly

[COMPLETED] My first collection of poetry. There are 50 poems: I hope you enjoy it. It was the story of my life. Is it the story of yours? Cᴏᴘʏʀɪɢʜᴛ © 2013 - InkButterfly

Poems by BurningFireWithin

"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." Highest Ranking in Love Poetry: #1 Highest Ranking in Poetry: #52 Number 73 in the 2017 Literary Awards Miscellaneous poems with flower images. Completed 12/21/16 My 1st poetry book.

A Heart Split For Two by Jason_BlayneWV1983

Have you ever met someone, and they became your entire world? Found it difficult to breathe around them? Always on your mind? Does your heart flutter at the very thought or a specific memory? This story is for all those who had that person and lost them. Unexpectedly, someone else comes along that turns the painful memories into shadows as a new but different light begins to flicker. Can your heart give its all to what's foreign and unknown? What if your first love returns? As you're split into two new entities that rage war within your heart? Never fear; though as through the thickest of clouds that ache with anger, hurt, and doubt from the raging storm, there will be sunshine once again. Will it be before the dam bursts, and your soul mends those scattered pieces of your heart?

Can I Say Goodbye? by Missdelighted

I'm always searching for something worth staying for but I can't seem to find that until then please don't mind me because I'm just a traveler passing through. When I'm not satisfied or happy I'll leave and find a new path, so just let me say goodbye... Can I say goodbye? I wrote till my hands bruised and heart bled. I wrote and wrote in hopes that some day, somebody will understand my words and all the things I wish I could say... Each poem is a story. My story. Some are fictional but most of them are true. I know you're curious. From painful heart breaks to high school stories. A person dealing with mental illnesses, fears and abuse. Won't you like to know about the drama?

EPIPHANY by meditatingineden

"I'm desperately trying to heal myself." •. •. •. •. •. I strongly believe art isn't supposed to be pretty, or liked and understood by the masses. Art is supposed to make you uncomfortable, it's supposed to boggle your mind and touch your heart. And this is what I've done. Most of my words aren't pretty. They are the real ugly truths about the things and people around me. The factors that make me who I am. This is a bringing together of the most intimate tragedies and beauties I've discovered in my mind. A Complication of Poetry. © 2018meditatingineden •Highest Rank• #21 in memoir #60 in growth #22 in contemporary #37 In hidden treasures

Falling in the Dark | ✓ by adverbially

Sometimes, the one you have in your heart is not the one you have in your arms. --- "I love this book, it's perfect. I finished it in one sitting, I found it that good. One of the best and most beautifully crafted books I've ever read on Wattpad." - @LostForever011 "I usually don't read books with little details in the description, but this one intrigued me in ways I can't understand, and I absolutely loved it." - @Blu_Storm_Lyla "Ahh, it's intriguing! It's the first chapter and I'm already hooked." - @deedert "I loved this book so much. Every chapter had so much detailing. It had the audience twisting with emotions. I'm just so glad I took my time to read this amazing piece of work." - @HopeWorldJ "You twist words around your literary finger (pardon my odd metaphor) with such ease that it startles me pleasantly... consider myself swept off my feet!" - @DocendoDiscimus "Unbelievable how many times I've read this, and each time I fall in love with story even more." - @AhoneyQ "I love the humour in your stories, as always refreshing!" - @Olga_GOA |completed ❅ cover by @splendiferously ❅ all rights reserved|

Poems*all kinds* by 18Mystery64

Just because you different it doesn't make you a freak or a weirdo, being different makes you unique and importantly it makes you You. Promises were broken, By words left unspoken, Friendships clasped untied, By truth that are hidden in lies, Years of secret coded memories are taken away, By blood forces that bind yet led me astray.~ Dear friend Read on to find the entire poem. I take requests(because I love challenges) but the poem will still be mine:) I hope you enjoy my poems and these are rightfully mine so please don't steal. Thank you:)

His Mute Beauty by BrightestSunshine28

Roohi 'As soon as the sun sets and moon rises Men turn into hungry wolves thinking we women are their food . All Men want is a body . All they do is lust. Men made me hate the Moon. Love is rare to find.' Alex ' In the fast changing world , people have buried love and sympathy deep inside the core of the Earth . All they want is profit . It doesn't matter even if they are destroying someone's life . Love became extinct.' Two People with worst past, two people among which for one Love is rare and for the another Love is extinct. What happens when these who meet ? Will love overpower their broken hearts, devastated souls, wounded past? Will these two end up creating a better future together?

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My Poetry Escape

I may just be a girl. No one special. Nothing compared to others. In the eyes of the universe, I am just a little speck of dust. My light may not shine very bright, and it may not be of any use, but I am me. Writing is my only escape out of this world. I cry rivers of ink and climb mountains of words. I may not write as well as others, but my writing is just a different style. They're my feelings. I really do hope you can connect to some of the work in here. Please, do not copy any of this work without informing me first. Thank you! "My Escape" I have a supply, In the closet near my bed, Of past memories, Hanging by a thread. A thread, Connected to my mind, That thread, Just follows me around. I have a hole, In the middle of my heart, That hole fills up, When someone's torn apart. I have a tear, Accompanying my lonely eye, Knowing, whenever I'm alone, I can sit in a corner and cry. Even though, These things are there, I still have ink, a notebook, and a pen, To care. I write and write, To my heart's desire, New feelings erupt, By the hour. Writing is, My one escape, In this cruel and careless world, I have the power, to awake. "A Story Without Words" A story told, In a little tune, A golden smile, And a shining tear, Rolling down my cheek. A little breeze, The nice sun, A marvelous day, Turned into a wet one. The memories dripped, Down on my cotton white shirt, Leaving stains, On my malicious heart. Your smile, Worth a thousand words, Can't cheer up This depressive mind. A storm bewildered, Your indecisive mind, Drowning me, In my reckless thoughts. A rainy day, A gleaming lie, A story not told, With words Nor sounds. This story is, But a mere thought, In this universe We share, Every night. This story is, A withering storm, Drifting off, In this careless soul. This story is, Not told with sounds, But a never ending blow, Of swirling emotions, Bottled up inside.