Poesia Stories

1 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐑 ──────── ₊⋆☽◯☾⋆₊ ──────── Blood Red Roses is a 𝒑𝒐𝒆𝒕𝒊𝒄 memoir of becoming, an 𝒖𝒏𝒇𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 of myself, one fragile 𝒑𝒆𝒕𝒂𝒍 at a time. This collection traces my journey through the 𝒇𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒍𝒆 and 𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒍𝒆𝒅 years of teenagehood. Through each poem, you would get a glimpse of 𝒓𝒂𝒘 and 𝒖𝒏𝒇𝒊𝒍𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅 moments of love, heartbreak, loss, confusion and even 𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒔 of 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒚. The title is more than just a name : it is a 𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒂𝒑𝒉𝒐𝒓 of growth and acceptance . Each year, each experience was a petal 𝒖𝒏𝒇𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 . Some were 𝒔𝒐𝒇𝒕 like teenage innocence while others were 𝒋𝒂𝒈𝒈𝒆𝒅, 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒅 with blood, 𝒘𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅 by heartbreak and 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒕 in reaching. Some were glowing 𝒓𝒆𝒅 under the eternal 𝒔𝒖𝒏𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 of euphoria while others were 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅 due to the 𝒅𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔 of insecurity and 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅𝒔 of pent up emotions . But together these roses compose the bouquet of my becoming. Now I offer this bouquet to you, dear reader, and hope you find petals of your own and embrace the garden you are meant to be. ──────── ₊⋆☽◯☾⋆₊ ──────── ⟪ a c h i e v e m e n t s ⟫ 🥇 1st Place under "Best Blurb Award" in "The Hollowed Verse Awards" ⟪ r a n k i n g s ⟫ #3 in spokenwordpoetry - 24/09/25 #3 in poesia - 12/01/26 #2 in spokenword - 12/01/26 #1 in prose - 12/01/26 #4 in poetrycollection - 12/01/26 #1 in memoir - 12/01/26 #10 in poem - 10/11/25 #2 in freeverse - 08/11/25

quieres poder expresarte con palabras pero no puedes? lee las poesias de este libro para ver si con cada verso te sientes identificado

Midnight Poems is a collection of raw, haunting thoughts-written in the quiet hours when sleep won't come and the dark feels a little too honest. These aren't your typical love poems. They're messy, aching, and sometimes a bit twisted. If you've ever stayed up too late thinking about everything and nothing, this book is for you.

// We were fools. « She was a hurricane and he was the shy kind. She was sadness personified and he was 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 » Poems. Proses. Letters. I just wanted to post something. period.

Son mis primeros poemas, si los lees por favor comenta para ayudarme a mejorar.

i just know that if you were to love me, then i'd finally be loved properly.

Graduados es un poema sobre el último timbre, las despedidas que duelen y los recuerdos que se quedan a vivir en nosotros. Habla del miedo a irse, del amor por la gente que nos formó y de esa promesa silenciosa de no olvidar quiénes fuimos antes de crecer. Para quienes se van sin querer irse. Para quienes llegan tarde, pero llegan juntos. Para quienes entienden que graduarse no es un final, sino el inicio de todos los sueños que aún nos esperan. Un poema para abrazar el pasado antes de seguir adelante. 💚🎓

loving him was red.

One poem a day, not every day, influenced by my present mindset, my feelings, my thoughts, some music or all of them. If you want to use any of my writing, please tell me ahead of time. 🥀 (Pictures used aren't mine all rights to their proprietors. If an image is yours, let me know to credit you or take it down if you wish to)

lovergirl loves too much and gets hurt too often. indulge in her private collection of poetry and prose, where her feelings are raw and out in the open.

You all know the popular Christmas song, " 12 days of Christmas", I wrote 12 poems using it . And in this poem the ending word of one line is the beginning of the next.

Aphorisms - Aforismi - Aforismos - Aphorismes -Aphorismen

"Between Stars and Sunlight: Poetry of my Twenties" is a heartfelt exploration of the unique journey through adulthood, where dreams and reality collide. In this collection, I reflect on the complexities of finding my place in the world, navigating the space between youthful aspirations and the responsibilities of growing up. Each poem captures the tension of chasing distant stars while embracing the warmth of everyday moments. My goal is to show that self-discovery and the struggle of finding oneself, despite the highs and lows, always carries the promise of light at the end. Though the light of youth may sometimes crash into the shadows of doubt, it is in the darkest clouds that sunlight peeks through, reminding us that dreams can still be fulfilled in the present day.

Welcome to the world of a romantic storyteller. I have to warn you, you'll either be filled with so much love or a lot of heartbreak. But still, a romantic's heart cannot be broken 💘

-Are you free or confined in your favorite cage ?-

Willisha's Poems

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•⊹٭𝙿𝙾𝙴𝚃𝚁𝚈/𝙿𝚁𝙾𝚂𝙴٭⊹• ˜"*°•.˜"*°• She had her guardian angel paint her curves in clementine.... •°*"˜.•°*"˜ Highest ranking : #12 in poetry [out of 290k stories] #19 in poetry [out of 285k stories] #17 in poem [out of 167k stories]

all the things i never told you.

Este no es un libro de palabras bonitas. Es un cuerpo abierto. Es lo que siento cuando no sé explicarme, cuando amar no me cabe en la voz y se me desborda en el pecho. Escribo porque no sé amar a medias. Porque cuando amo, lo hago con el corazón entero, con lo que late, con lo que duele, con lo que se queda incluso cuando tiene miedo. Este libro no pide ser entendido, pide ser sentido. Aquí no hay promesas vacías, hay latidos. Y cada latido lleva tu nombre, aunque no siempre lo diga.