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
🖤 𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐏𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐬
by itsjustAmrit
Think of it like pages torn from different days but from the same life.
❝ 𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘦𝘮𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶.
𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘶𝘯𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶. ❞
Broken Pages is a collection carved from silence-
𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘥.
These aren't love poems.
They're post-mortems.
Grief sleeps between the lines. Heartbreak drips from metaphors.
𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘱𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴 -
"You're not alone in the dark."
If you've ever smiled while shattering...
If your silence ever screamed...
𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦.
In the ash. In the aftermath.
In the poetry only pain can write.
A collection of raw emotions, hidden feelings, and unspoken words. Each piece is a whisper from the soul.'" Words that hide feelings. Poetry that speaks unspeakable.
I am a novice . I would like to share some of my thoughts and poems with the readers . Excuse me for mistakes.
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A 'MOMENT OF ZONE OUT '
AWAY FROM THE SORROUNDINGD
ENGORSSED IN MUSING
THOUGHTS AND FEELINGS
PEN DOWN IN WORDS
DESCRIBING A PERSPECTIVE, A EMOTION AND EXPERIENCE
FROM THE DEPTH OF THE HEART
FROM EXPLORATION OF THE MIND
PUT TOGETHER IN FEWER SENTENCES
BUT CONVEYING AN INDEPTH UNDERSTANDING
ALL IN A BOOK -"SELF MUSING"
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Falling in love with your best friend is the worst thing that could happen.
Scared to know how he sees you, just a friend? or someone special.
In this cloud of blues with me and you.
It's crazy to say that I'm falling in love again and again with him all over.
I don't know what to do anymore, I want him to know but I don't know how to tell him.
So there's this boy, who I can't erase from my head.
I kinda wish you could see that I like you.
Loving someone who's in love with someone is something you can't avoid.
I wish someday I could finally love someone who I can call mine and will always be mine.
Sounds crazy right? But what can I say this is love.
Kahit nasasaktan na, pipiliin parin kita hanggang sa pagtanda.
She has lost his lover and, whenever it rains she would remember all the memories they made in the rain. Kissing, dancing, hugging, walking through the rain, holding each other hands. These memories will now just stay as happy memories.