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Volume twenty-five. Nothing gold about this volume. Only bleak outlooks and burning bridges. I am the only absolute and honest news source. This will be a journaling of concourse through sin and its conductors. This will burn what needs burning. No AI here in. But bots will be harmed.

Thoughts at midnight. Love. Heartbreak. Loneliness. Encouragement.

A warm welcome to our poets and storytellers! Whether you're joining us for the first time or returning for another year, we're delighted to have you here. The Shortys is a place to challenge yourself, celebrate creativity, and connect with a community united by a love of words and creative expression. On September 1st, this year's prompts will be revealed. You'll then have the entire month to bring your ideas to life and share your work. So sharpen your wits and ready your words. We're here to encourage one another, cheer each other on, and have fun. We can't wait to read what you create. Let the ride begin. The Shortys Team

Flash fiction, poetry contest entries and stuff! Here are my entries for various writing challenges, contests and prompts, plus random writings. There's poetry, flash fiction and more!

𝚑𝚎𝚢𝚢❤️ 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚘𝚗 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐... ~ the art of romanticizing life, melancholy and to put it simple: deep thoughts ~ ...𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝. Over quite some time I gathered a little collection of different pieces of poetry which are all very personal to me, but which I would also love to share with the world. As an outlet for my thoughts ~ Each part will also feature a picture of the original piece I once wrote into my little book. My friends say my handwriting's pretty, I hope they're right. - no kidding ; ) really, I would appreciate it, if u took a look inside. <3 ongoing ~ more chapters every month xo, S🌹❤️ started 12/04/2023

{🏆🥈Versification 2026 Grand Daily Prompt Runner Up} Some stories don't end - they linger, like April rain on quiet days. 𝑨𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒂 is a collection of moments that exist in the in-between - where beginnings feel uncertain, endings arrive softly, and emotions refuse to fade completely. Each poem captures fragments of connection, loss, growth, and quiet realization, unfolding like petals that never fully close. This is not a book of perfect endings. It is a book of almosts, echoes, and afterglow - of feelings that stay long after they should have left. Step gently into 𝑨𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒂, where every page holds a piece of something once felt, and never entirely forgotten. This collection contains poems written for Versification by Wattpad Poetry Ambassadors profile @Poetry. ✎﹏﹏﹏﹏ ɴᴏᴛᴇ: If you are reading this story on any other platform other than Wattpad you are very likely to be at risk of a malware attack. If you wish to read this story in its original, safe, form, please go to @moonlightxmysteries on Wattpad. Thank you. ✎﹏﹏﹏﹏

Songlyrics Album Winter, Spring, Summer, Autumn And each of these seasons make us feel. And I felt so much. So much, that I could never talk about it. But I could write and sing about it. But in each season I wrote and sung about something different. About what? Seasonal depression, fear of the future, anxiety, loneliness. There is also some courage, if you're able to find it. Do you want to try to find it? Go on and see for yourself! Song lyrics (English) Poems (German) And Artwork ---------------------------------------------------------------- Liedtext Album Winter, Frühling, Sommer, Herbst Und jede dieser Jahreszeiten lässt uns fühlen. Und ich fühlte so viel. So viel, über dass ich nie reden konnte. Aber schreiben und singen konnte ich darüber. Doch in jeder Jahreszeit schrieb und sang ich über etwas anderes. Über was? Saisonale Depression, Zukunftsängste, Anxiety, Einsamkeit. Es ist auch etwas Mut dabei, wenn man ihn denn findet. Wollt ihr es versuchen, diesen zu entdecken? Dann schaut doch vorbei! Liedtexte (Englisch) Gedichtsversionen (Deutsch) Und Illustrationen

For while we are still in this tent, we groan under our burden, because we wish not to be unclothed but to be further clothed, so that what is mortal may be swallowed up by life. He who has prepared us for this very thing is God, who has given us the Spirit as a guarantee. - 2 Corinthians 5:4-5

These are the letters, I wrote beneath the moonlight, the words I never dared to send, to the one who will never read them. But still, I write. I bleed. I remember.

Not part of "The Human Ache Series" This is a poetry book that is completely personal. I write poems to help cope with feelings. And the book I'm currently writing has a specific theme so I can't exactly vent in it. So you can consider this book a vent poems book. The poems in this are free verse poems (or sometimes rhyming) where I just rambled about how I was feeling. I might professionally organize this book once it finishes but I do not intend to now so it'll not have any intros or symbolism explanations for now. I'll just use it to write my feelings when I'm overwhelmed (which I am very often).You may not take it seriously or even consider it a part of my writings so far. I might also use this book to write poems for contests and stuff in the future.

/twenty sixteen : a poetry collection/ A poem, a day. Can't be that hard, right? One of my New Year's Resolutions this year is get back into poetry and explore new styles. This is my attempt at doing just that. This collection will be a mixture of different styles - free verse, sonnets, blank verse, couplets, haikus, odes and more, with pictures too! And if all goes well, by the end of the year, I'll have a whole 365-poem collection. Join me on this adventure? Copyrights: I own every single poem in this collection. Do not steal, re-use or do anything with the content with of this collection without my prior permission. Or prepare to face my wrath. :) #23 on Poetry - 26/09/16

"Poetry is the truest echo of emotion-less raw than the feeling itself, yet closer to it, than speech, prose or anything but silence" Stanzas of Heart is a collection of poems written in chaos, stained with tears of both joy and sorrow, and stitched together by love, loss, healing, hope-and everything in between. Most of these poems were born from memory, silence, and all the words I wanted to say but couldn't. If you've ever sat with your thoughts and felt them turn into words-words you could never say out loud-then this book is for you. I hope you'll like it.

"Where feeling too much is safer than feeling nothing at all" ﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉୨♡୧﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉ ࣪⠀⠀𓏵⠀⠀ ׅ　 poems⠀⠀ྀི ♰⠀ 𓈒 ⠀sfw⠀ ﾉ⠀rants ✙ ﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍ est. 2026 - yours truly, millsx_

Every heart holds a story, and every story leaves a weight behind. The Weight We Carry is a living collection - written in real time, in the middle of survival, burnout, healing, and trying again anyway. These poems come from the spaces between responsibilities: grocery aisles, late nights, applications, shifts, side hustles, and the quiet moments when everything finally catches up. This collection explores the ache of memory, the exhaustion of caring too much, the frustration of broken systems, and the complicated reality of choosing to help when it costs you something. There is grief here, and anger, and dark humor. There is healing, but it is not linear. Hope shows up when it can, but it doesn't pretend to fix everything. Through raw, unfiltered verses, The Weight We Carry holds space for the people who keep going without applause - the helpers, the burned out, the ones trying to build something better while still carrying their own survival on their backs. These poems are for anyone who has felt the weight of the world press down and kept moving anyway. Not because it was easy. But because stopping was never really an option.

ᰋ ˓ phantom ╱ vague poetry part two would it be love, if it wasn't there, regardless? ㅤwritten by autumn ㅤaugust 2026 - ? bloom together, or wither alone.

some of my poems! most of them are free verse and have self projection, and a few rhyme these poems mean a lot to me!

you are the words left unsaid on my dry lips the whisper of something i wanted but could not have

Another sheets of the unheard voice. #Vitaminseabyfikrioshin

This is a collection of every almost. Almost loved, almost chosen, almost healed, almost enough. These poems are for anyone who finally realized they deserved more than the stories they kept rewriting.

100 poems for the love of my life.