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Kirk The Cricket [✔]
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A crazy poem about a crazy creature created by God. Meet Kirk, he is a cricket and he loves to sing. Apparently, he thinks about himself as a world famous singer; but in reality, he is just a messy cricket with a horrible voice.
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Trapped in my own head
She is an outcast. She finds it easier to express what she feels in the form of writing. Whether it is poems, letters or long texts. These are poems that she writes trying to describe how it feels to live with certain mental health issues, in a world that disregards outcasts. So, these are on the darker side of the spectrum. Some poems might be distressing for some readers. I personally enjoy consuming dark content, it's kinda like a coping mechanism. I really hope none of you relate with any of these :) I'll be posting only poems here, I'll try to be as active as I can. The poems are not in any order. They are just the thoughts that pop up any time of the day. (8.11.2023) PS: Please check out 'safe space'. I need your help to make it a real safe space, readers! Ranking: #1 shortpoem #1 distressing #1 poetry (17.1.2024) #1 poem (24.1.2024)
If Not Now , Then When?
[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 KKumpleto
Rose thorns || The Rose Trilogy || Editing
This book doesn't follow a common theme; it's simply a collection of whatever came to mind. Ever wanted to step into the mind of a delusional teenager? Wondered if what you felt wasn't just a "you" thing? Well, you might be in the right place... unfortunately. But hey, no shame in that. Just be prepared for some utter monstrosities. These poems were written when I was around 13 to 15 years old. Please don't assume that these reflect who I am today. Best rankings: #303 out of 343k | Poetry | 2024 #150 out of 37.2k | Poetrycollection | 2024 #167 out of 13.6k | mentaldisorder | 2024 #8 out of 588 | intrusivethoughts | 2024 #469 out of 33.4k | breakup | 2024 #2 out of 13 | monstrosities | 2024Kumpleto
Observations of Existence
<♡> Volume 1 of 2 in my Poetry collection <♡> Before you think living isn't worth the time, Remember mountains have two sides to climb. - Taylor Rose (Observation of Existence - Living) Hello, everyone. I hope you will join me on my journey of this thing called life. Here you will find poetry observing the existence of the world and humans as we know it. (ep) = Elementary Poem Highest Rank ----> #11 - 8/23/16 -Cover Credit- @_TravellingThoughts_Kumpleto
paracosm-delusional nightmares
{poetry : completed} "𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐤𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐞." in a tiny corner of the world, but in the vast corner of my imagination, this is my paracosmic delusion, something that i've created out of indignant, dejected and euphoric emotions. each word in this book constitutes my delusional nightmares, the ones that i know aren't really there, yet i write about them anyway. this is me, my barest and deepest feelings, and my monstrous thoughts. ✦✦✦ {all rights reserved || ©2021, ashe} {published on may 30, 2021} {cover designed by @paracosmic_being} {peace \/}Kumpleto
Madness
Mind is a wonderful thing.. it's something that makes us-humans, different from one another. We all have a nose,a mouth, two hands, two feet, two eyes, one head-it's the mind inside that head that makes a difference. It's the mind that decides our character, it decides our actions, it defines our life,it's our mind that makes us love or hate something or someone. People aren't all bad or all good.. they have a touch of both but it's the mind that tricks us into loving or hating a person. Most of the times we don't actually love a person, we love the image of the person that our mind creates based on our memories with that person & same goes for the hate as well, we have bad memories with a person, we have a bad image of the person which leads to us hating that particular individual. We don't see people for who they actually are, we don't see the world for what it actually is, we merely see the image of it that our mind has created, the world for us is nothing more than an illusion. Our own personal illusion.. What's funny is that no one's ever going to know your illusion-your world as it is for you.. Despite all of the brilliant illusions that our mind creates, mind itself is the greatest creation of the mother nature. Without mind-this great tool, there would've been no cell phones, no television, no books, no music, no love, no hate, no life. nothing! But in reality, the mind is but a twisted yarn of madness. Yet every mind is great in itself. And didn't they say..? "No great mind has ever existed without a touch of madness" -with love, Harika
Beneath The Light of a Dying Star
In these pages, the world is both light and heavy-sometimes in the same breath. This is a catch-call collection of my own poetry, prose and/or lyrics that I've accumulated over the years that I related to and enjoyed writing and re-writing. I don't know, I just hope you enjoy them or find some comfort in them as well. :) Also, possibly relevant, I'm queer, autistic/adhd and very traumatized so if you relate, you might, like idk, relate to these maybe or they may be a little too real??
𝑷𝒐𝒆𝒕𝒓𝒚
𝑺𝒆𝒊𝒛𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒚. 𝑩𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆, 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒐𝒓 𝒏𝒐𝒕, 𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒖𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒓𝒐𝒐𝒎 𝒊𝒔 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝒈𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒑 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒅𝒊𝒆. 𝑰 𝒘𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒐𝒅𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒚. 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒖𝒄𝒌 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒐𝒘 𝒐𝒇 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆. 𝑻𝒐 𝒑𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆; 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒏𝒐𝒕, 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒊𝒆, 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒄𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒅. 𝙄 𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙞𝙢 𝙖𝙙𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙦𝙪𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙨 𝒮𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓈𝑒 𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝓂𝒾𝓃𝑒Kumpleto
She is an outcast. She finds it easier to express what she feels in the form of writing. Whether it is poems, letters or long texts. These are poems that she writes trying to describe how it feels to live with certain mental health issues, in a world that disregards outcasts. So, these are on the darker side of the spectrum. Some poems might be distressing for some readers. I personally enjoy consuming dark content, it's kinda like a coping mechanism. I really hope none of you relate with any of these :) I'll be posting only poems here, I'll try to be as active as I can. The poems are not in any order. They are just the thoughts that pop up any time of the day. (8.11.2023) PS: Please check out 'safe space'. I need your help to make it a real safe space, readers! Ranking: #1 shortpoem #1 distressing #1 poetry (17.1.2024) #1 poem (24.1.2024)
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