Poet Stories

Volume four of 2026. Poetry and Inner turmoil. My way of giving the voices inside my head a chance to speak for themselves. No AI. No AI assisted. Pure human brain pain.

•°•~☆~•°•𝕿𝖔 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖒𝖆𝖓 𝖜𝖍𝖔 𝖗𝖊𝖋𝖚𝖘𝖊𝖉 𝖙𝖔 𝖑𝖊𝖙 𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝖌𝖔, 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖙𝖔 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖌𝖎𝖗𝖑 𝖜𝖍𝖔 𝖑𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖊𝖉 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖉𝖊𝖛𝖔𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓 𝖈𝖆𝖓 𝖇𝖊 𝖈𝖗𝖚𝖊𝖑•°•~☆~•°• ●~~𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒌 1 𝒊𝒏 𝑪𝒓𝒐𝒘𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝑹𝒖𝒊𝒏 𝑺𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔~~● "You can't keep me forever." ~Her "Watch me." ~Him

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.

Monthly workshops that cover a range of topics about writing poetry

poetry :))))) ( but I suck mb g)

This folder or book contains my poetry collection whatever i write when i'm alone or feel sad

What happens when the world goes quiet, but your mind doesn't? 𝐍𝐎𝐂𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐄 isn't a story. It's a series of moments, the kind you don't talk about in daylight. The kind that sit with you when the room is dark, when the clock is too loud, when sleep refuses to be kind. These poems don't ask to be understood. They ask to be felt. From fragile beauty hidden in unexpected places, to silent battles no one sees, to thoughts that linger somewhere between breaking and becoming, this collection moves like the night itself-soft, restless, and a little unforgiving. Some poems will feel like comfort. Some will feel like confrontation. And some will feel like they were written from a place you've been trying to avoid. Read it slowly. Or don't. The night doesn't rush. And neither do the truths waiting inside it.

The storm said to the wall, "I rage to give you purpose." And then the storm said to me, "I rage to give you life."

𝙵𝚘𝚛 𝙿𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚆𝚑𝚘 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚃𝚘𝚘 𝙼𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝙵𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐.

කියාගන්න බැරි සිතෙහි සිර වූ හැඟීම් ගොන්නක් වචන කිරීමට..... එක් වන්න " නිසඳැස් " සමඟ 🫀💔

I realized I like to make random poems so these will be mostly short poems I've made randomly based off of real events or roleplays, probably won't post often but I wanted to make some public when I make them

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As a poet I wanted to participate in my second month-long writer's challenge, but for National Poetry Month. I will outline the rules I am following in the first chapter. Even if it isn't April, you can still follow along with me! - This cover was created through ibis paint x by me.

"Everytime I save it, It could break me Into a million of pieces-shattered."

Every beat, there are random words to discover and share. Let me bleed, not in tears but in my ink through prompt. I'll make it into a masterpiece. Versification 2026

|COMPLETE| Verification 2026. A collection of Poetry.

Poems :)

"The truth is mine, but I bear none to speak, To keep my mouth in shambles, my sanity to keep. Because they started rambling through the walls, they speak; They want to rot the house, to make my body meek. Hinges rust, the moths crawl through my skin, The floorboards choke on everything I've been. Father is absent, but he is quick to swear; Mother is present, but it is nothing there. Their words cut me open-they carve me precise, Alcohol's the sinner; sinning is the vice. The mold in the corners-it has learned my name, It breathes when I breathe, it thinks I'm the same. The mold takes my breath; the walls start to bend, While the judge, my Father, tells me to repent."

a collection of poems about my everyday life and how life hurts song for this book: ☆Black Friday☆

❛❛ We carry galaxies in our mouths, but most of the stars are already dead . . . ❜❜ This is a collection for the muted ghosts living inside our heads. Every poem digs into the dark corners of thought, love, loss, and the little betrayals we carry every day. Grim, reflective, and unafraid to stare into the void, these words linger long after you close the page. 𖦹 𓍼꩟ ﹻ © Wattpad 𖦹 𓍼꩟ ﹻ © Banner & Cover by @mxtsuro 𖦹 𓍼꩟ ﹻ © Enmesharra ,, 2026