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why am i different

misty-eyed-phan

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MGA BUMASA 693
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Oras 1h 10m

misty-eyed-phan

[thoughts, poetry, rants] 

"i became a transparent eyeball"All Rights Reserved

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Poetry by Comparison ni KdPoetry

I have written poems for 10 years, this is an opus of my work for the last 10 years, all poems have been adapted from my previous collection. I aim to publish the full story, my personal poems, with snippets of my short stories as an added bonus chapter. This is Volume 1, I hope you enjoy!

Sinking Alphabets ni Kihi-98

And I picked up my quill and let my thoughts and feelings dive deep in the ocean of poetry. ~All rights are reserved.

Dysphoria ni AtlasKentCollins

"I dreamt I grew roots and sunk into deep earth, Where mud became my skin and dampened grains freckled my surface, I opened my mouth wide for the sprouting branches Leaf-speckled limbs And sunflowers blossomed from my eyes, Sunlight bled in waves, when my organ buried, drummed I know I have breathed earth-kissed breeze While moss grew slow and rich from my fingertips To clothe me and paint me living green, My bones turned to thick wood Bark splintering where furry creatures dip and pry in search of hearth, From my hair, summer grass rose toward thunderstormed sky And when those bloated clouds cracked open, wide I was bathed whole and I thought quite suddenly I must be alive" - I Dreamt I Was Living

My Poetry Stash ni Izakai_Lord

Welcome to My Poetry Collection This is no ordinary book. It is a labyrinth of musings, a kaleidoscope of thoughts, and a journey into the untamed wilderness of my mind. Each page holds fragments of life's mysteries, fleeting moments of clarity, and questions without answers-all woven into an uncharted tapestry of words, emotions, and imaginings. Will you dare to wander here? Step lightly, for this is a realm where whimsy dances with introspection, where shadows stretch long, and chaos whispers secrets to those brave enough to listen. What you discover may be fragments of me-or reflections of yourself. Follow the breadcrumbs scattered through this forest of whispers, where moonlight pierces shadows, leaves crunch underfoot, and every path twists with unexpected turns. Perhaps you'll stumble upon the shadow of a forgotten dream, the echo of a question you've long avoided, or the flicker of truth hidden in the randomness of it all. But beware: not all paths lead where you expect, and some truths may demand more courage than you imagined. These pages are not merely words; they are invitations, challenges, and companions for your journey. They are windows into uncharted thoughts and mirrors reflecting the depths of your own soul. The terrain of my mind is unpredictable, the pathways steep, the vistas dizzying-and the journey, unrelenting. So, consider this your invitation to explore. I offer no promises, no certainty, and no solace for the stirrings of your heart or the truths you may uncover. Enter if you will, but tread boldly, keep your wits sharp, and your imagination sharper still. Fortune favors the daring-or so they say. Good luck, traveler.

War ni RnVjayB5b3U

To be determined by your eyes!

Release ni FeelMyBreath

This is a collection of my writing from the past 7 years. Before I started to write, I was a very lost individual, as are most teens, but I was lost in darkness. I was too afraid to move anywhere at all. I hid in the dark, debilitated by my own anxiety, sadnesses, anger, and hopelessness. I was desperate to be loved and feared it the most, I was a coward, I was self-destructive, I would mentally bend my thoughts to the point of bordering insanity. I was born into this world alone, and got too comfortable with it. Maybe I still am, but a fraction of what I used to be. This writing is extremely vulnerable, and potentially disturbing to others, as all my weaknesses, strengths, obsessions with making every moment sentimental, the sickening desperation I've had, the destructiveness, and the constant brutal reconstruction of my mind. Without guidance, it's been absolute intense chaos. Though, there is beauty in the darkness. Everything can be found in the darkness. You'll find that through my writing, I've somehow slowly become exactly what I've written. A living representation of my writing and what I wanted to be. Without myself even knowing it. A lot of my writing themes are based around nature, or some kind of natural aspect. The imagery I paint with natural metaphors is constant, the animals, just like you and I, the plants, and all other living things. I planted these seeds in my mind, unknowingly at the time, where I now feel the deep dark green jungle pressing at the inner walls of my skull. It's all that I want to consume my mind. There's so much to learn. The magic of nature, and it's infinite wisdom. It's as if I have been on this path all along, and I didn't even know what I was doing, yet my body and mind were passively taking care of me. Giving me and eventually showing exactly what I want, and wanted to become. I have every moment, every instance of suffering, and every epiphany to be thankful for. Soon, I'll be at peace from the raging storm.

To Be Broken ni lazylazerkitten

What does it mean to be broken? (I wrote this poem myself) ______________________________ Why be sad? When no one knows how bad You feel your Pain makes you sore. Why be mad? When no one can tell How hard you fell How it hurts MORE than a tad. Why be happy? Be like all those sappy People pretending to be What they want you to see. Why be frightened? Senses heightened Screaming, As sick people are beaming. Why be tired? When no one knows How your wired How you grow. Why be honest? When all known is a broken promise When no one believes you Even if what you say is true. Why hurt? When no one feels your pain When no one's ever alert When you never feel sane. Why pretend? When you know in the end No one will be there Because no one cares. Why care? When no one cares enough for you To know what your going through They think your heart is unfair. Why try? When no one sees that you do They just pry Thinking they know more than you. Why speak? When no one will ever hear They'll say you're a freak They don't see a single tear. Why do anything at all? It's not like anyone will see If you fall If you scream. ____________________________________ "Just admit it Winter. After the whole accident....your broken." "No...No that's where your wrong. I'm not broken. Because to be broken, you had to have been whole in the first place."

If Not Now , Then When? ni Sohinigoswami

[featured 4x] A palate of poems. {Some simple words mean really deep. We use them without knowing their true worth... I portray such simple words in my poems.} {You will find long poems, In simple words. Some short ones, And a few deep thoughts} {If not now Then when? Words are crops, we plough. Memories are sand, ashen} ●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○ This collection of poems is a souvenir of my journey through the range of emotions I feel every day and of how I view the world around me . {Sometimes I lack zeal, Sometimes I don't. Sometimes I don't feel, Anything and everything feels unknown.} ●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○ 🥇1st place in best book cover in starry sky mini awards... 💫 cover credits - @bl_AcK_zE_rO ●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○ If you are reading this book somewhere else other than WATTPAD. it's not safe!! Your device is under threat. Please report that site!!! ●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○ Most impressive ranking #3 in poetry out of 261K on( 1st - 3rd August 2021) #1 in poeticjustice out of 1.4K #1 in poesia out of 12.3K #1 in poembook out of 10.7 K #1 in thoughtsandfeelings out of 9.97 K #1 in poetrycollection out of 22.4K #8 in poem out of 156K on 1st to 6 th July #1 in thoughts out of 73.6 K

Depressing Poetry ni Chronic_Insomniaxx

I write these poems when I hit my low points I hope if anyone reads this you enjoy #1 Sad Poems #2 Sad Poetry #2 Poem #1 Dark Poems

A Dead Poet's Musings ni KallolDutta0

Hey there! This is a collection of all my poems at one place. All of them are very close to me for they are mostly -sometimes fully, sometimes loosely- based on my life. Safe to say, this is a guide to whatever is in my mind, whatever I've been through. This is me in a way, in the form of poems. Happy Reading friends Hope ya like it✨

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Poetry by Comparison cover

Sinking Alphabets cover

Dysphoria cover

My Poetry Stash cover

To Be Broken cover

If Not Now , Then When? cover

Depressing Poetry cover

A Dead Poet's Musings cover

Poetry by Comparison

I have written poems for 10 years, this is an opus of my work for the last 10 years, all poems have been adapted from my previous collection. I aim to publish the full story, my personal poems, with snippets of my short stories as an added bonus chapter. This is Volume 1, I hope you enjoy!

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