Poeticjustice Stories

A book of 101 random poems written by tasteful poets. Love, life and heartbreak all here.

A reflection on the beauty within melancholy, exploring how sadness can become a place of comfort, wisdom, peace, and growth. Through the imagery of purple and a garden nourished by tears, the poem suggests that even sorrow can become the soil from which new beginnings and the heart's deepest desires grow.

MELANCHOLY | MAY GARNER | AVAILABLE ON AMAZON! ⋆˚𖤓˖° This melancholy drips from my fingertips so slowly you begin to forget I ever existed. All of me - the parts of flesh you never quite learned to love slips quietly down the drain. I am waiting for the day your fingers unscrew the pipes, dig through the mess, scrape your heart against rust, just to find me again, so we can do it all over. Here, in these pages, I find myself. In ink pressed against my flesh, I whisper the sadness, the heartache, the decay meant for all the unspoken. ⋆˚𖤓˖° A Poetry Collection by May Garner. Original poems regarding real life experiences. Cover created on Canva. 2026. Melancholy copyright © May Garner. 2026. All Rights Reserved.

When the Flame Forgot Her Name is a lyrical journey through love, loss, longing, and the quiet unraveling of identity. Through fragments of poetry, whispers of memory, and sparks of healing, this series traces the path of a woman once consumed by desire-now learning to rise from her own ashes.

I turn my grief into verses so it has somewhere to sit quietly.

ahhh im so in my feels

Hurricanes and rhymes is a poetry book with a lot of different topics in general. So do not expect a specific topic. Also if you are reading this thank you so much it means alot to me. And I promise not to disappoint to you. ACHIEVEMENTS -2nd place in The Undiscovered Awards -1st Place in The Poetry Society Awards -winner in The Shining Star Awards

"𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐮𝐫𝐤 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐬." - 𝐄𝐝𝐠𝐚𝐫 𝐀𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧 𝐏𝐨𝐞 . . . A collection of short poems I write to express feelings I can't get out. Enjoy! x

We've been always three, Me, myself, and I. In real life or rather in the world of intimacy, that doesn't always have to be the case. This package of one is likely to meet a special (or rather thought to be) someone on the way of life. Someone is often admitted into the life of the three and as a result, if not a lot then somethings or aspects change in the individual within whom the three identifies. There comes a time when conflict may arise between the three in relation to the foreign admission and as a result the whole package may never go on to be the same, especially if the special one decides to take an exit on the three after enduring all those changes to let it him/her( special one) in. You can imagine how instability tends to be dangerous when a neutron or proton is stripped away from an atom. That's how relationships tend to work or rather impact the life of an individual. This is a poem, or rather i might say a letter addressed to the lost part of a whole individual especially after conflicts, in this case a break up or someone special leaving them. One part (I) recalls the life with other parts ( me & myself) partly before, during and after meeting a lady companion (her) at a mall. (I) pours his feelings during and after the lady leaving the trio. All in a letter that he(I)writes, you can follow the whole in part and to detail as addressed to the two (Me, Myself) whom aren't part of him (I) anymore as the hurt following the breakup and the struggle during the relationship might have broken them apart. I hope and wish you will enjoy the reading. Lemme me know what you think of this part from the comment section. Remember your reviews and votes will also be highly appreciated.

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The Mystic Poet, featuring David, Nario Star, and The Poetic Mystic Society Hill. A spiritual journey through a mystical, intimate, meditative, and poetic journey through the unknown. As De La Soul Child, born, Christopher Moises Torres, fine-artist, and poet debuts his first serialized, fictional, mystical, poetic narrative being written in real time. Capturing the essence of his artistry through a blank canvas approach by writing a poetic journey in real time. **Full Version available on Amazon Vella: https://www.amazon.com/kindle-vella/story/B0DCZSHJPG **Please note, this story line is a fictional narrative being written in real time, serialized format, published through Amazon Vella. The WattPadd Edition is a Excerpt Edition to give you all a taste of what is available within the full narrative available in full via Amazon Vella, exclusively. The first 10 Chapters on Amazon Vella are free to read. :) I hope you enjoy The Mystic Poet.

A collection of all of my poems throughout the years, I've been meaning to make all of this into a small novel for the longest time but I have been too afraid of judgement or backlash of any kind, I frequently write about my own trauma and rarely write about anything else, so if you're sensitive to topics such as sexual assault, neglect, or parental trauma, please be mindful before taking a dive into this, I hope you enjoy :)

a poem

#2. Not Complete. poetry compilation. enjoy.

poem is a hauntingly beautiful exploration of the intangible nature of peace. It frames tranquility not as a stagnant state, but as a "presence without form"-something that is felt through the regulation of breath and the release of physical tension.

A Citizen Between Worlds is a free-verse poem about existing between reality and imagination. It explores how fictional universes become more than stories-they become emotional landscapes that the speaker inhabits in dreams and carries into waking life. Rather than escaping Earth, the speaker reframes it through the wonder, hope, and mythology of imagined worlds, using them as a way to endure the weight of everyday existence. It is ultimately a meditation on solitude, imagination, resilience, and the invisible worlds that keep us alive.

I believe that everyone has their own love story ֶָ

These are just some random ideas I get once in a while. so basically just food for thought. ;D ps, please vote and comment on chapters you like

..... poetry that catches your eye .

"It's not enough that I'm flat on my face, they want to make sure I die with my face crushed into the mud." "The memory ends and I'm left with it's remnants... a dream broken and jagged around the edges like shards of glass. Once something beautiful, and now just one more knife in me. One more pain to add to my collection. Everything that could have been and should have been and would have been swirling in my head like bees. But the fates had other plans. The fates wanted me to suffer." It's the 25th Hunger Games. The First Quarter Quell. District citizens are meant to pick their tributes. For most districts, it's a difficult, tense, painful decision. But for District 8, the female tribute is an obvious choice. Satinia Young considered herself happy until about a month ago. Then her world came crashing down around her. Already an outcast, her revenge only cemented her fate. One foot in the grave, she is caught between fighting for her life and giving in to the tragedy that already consumes her. But she has a secret that could be her salvation, or the final nail in her coffin. TW: Vomiting, gore, sexualization of a tribute, sexual innuendo.