Bukowski Stories

Collection of poems

Bukowski-inspired story about a drunk who remembers a particular moment in his childhood.

Following a traumatic divorce, the protagonist's world crumbles as his ex-wife transfers their children to another country. A place he cannot visit. Using them as pawns in a bizarre game of manipulation and silence. What follows is a terrifying plunge into darkness--a life in which one day blends into the next, strangling him under the weight of depression, loneliness, and unending remorse. This book is a chronological chronicle of his life following the divorce, charting his journey from rock bottom to the man he is now. This book is a chronological account of his life after the divorce, tracing his path from rock bottom to the man he is today. Each chapter reveals the raw, unfiltered moments of survival as he battles his demons-fleeting escapes through rooftop parties, intoxicating women, and drugs providing only temporary relief. But beneath the numbness, a deeper battle brews: the fight to rise from the ashes of his own self-destruction. At the heart of his journey lies an unwavering desire for redemption. He is torn between succumbing to the void and becoming the father he never had, the father his children deserve. Yet, to reclaim his connection with them, he must first confront the darkness within, facing the whispers that tell him he's never enough. This is not just a story of survival-it's about rebuilding a life. The protagonist's fight is one of resilience, redemption, and the relentless pursuit of hope. As he pieces together what's left of his soul, will he rise to become the father he's destined to be? Or will his inner demons drag him back into the abyss?

ENG-ITA This is my first collection of poems, I'm not a writer, I just like to express myself in this way, hoping that someone will understand me and maybe even enjoy what I write Every poem will be wrote in both English and Italian Questa è la mia prima raccolta di poesie, non sono una scrittrice mi piace solo esprimermi in questo modo, sperando che qualcuno possa capire e magari apprezzare quello che scrivo Ogni poesia sarà scritta sia in inglese che in italiano

A collection of hard fought thoughts and words composed through 30 some years of searching for stories in dive bars and empty bottles, across plains, hills, bayous and mountains of the midsouth - through lonerdom, loss and love. I have lived my life on my terms reaping the rewards and accepting the consequences. Documenting bits and pieces along the way mostly for my own enjoyment, but now I share some here with you. Your feedback is welcomed but not necessary. Thank you for reading.

Another short poems, prose, and things I had written and dug up from the trash, there is an intro to why I called it the way I did, read it for yourself. Just read and enjoy, my garbage. Check out my previous poems and prose on Hell Is Like A Dog Kennel and my prologue based on a Vocal Media challenge called The Botflies Libracymbalspoems , check my Instagram

Poem

Podre por fora, vazio por dentro.

A poem

A collection of great love poetry, chosen in no particular order or reason except that it spoke to me. I hope it speaks to you too. *Disclaimer: these works are not my own.*

Genre Isekai. Menceritakan 1 pemuda bernama Subadrun yang ingin menyatakan perasaan kepada teman dekatnya yang bernama Yuki namun kejadian tak terduga harus menimpa nya hingga dia harus meninggalkan smua yang ada dibumi dan menjalani hidup baru di wilayah yang bernama three pilar.

A poem

My not polished poems saying it like it is. Giving you my honest interpretation of the world because I am too good for the world and the world doesn't deserve me!

In some forgotten corner of this crazy-spinning world, where the daily grind blurs the edges of our insides, there's this special spot - the coffee joint. It ain't just about caffeine jolts and wallet-squeezing pastries; it's like a theater for people coming together, a stage where love shows up for a quick encore and sad stories get whispered away. I've scratched out these lines on coffee shop napkins, in those little hideaways, where the smell of roasted beans mixes with heartaches

Just a poem

BUKO

A poem about loneliness.