Wattpadpoetry Stories

A collection of raw emotions, fleeting moments, and unfiltered thoughts-this is my journey as a girl navigating love, heartache, and everything in between. From the euphoria of first love to the ache of goodbyes, each snippet captures a piece of my soul, woven into words. Some memories are bittersweet, others unforgettable, but all are real. Join me as I unravel the beauty and pain of love, one moment at a time. UPDATE EVERY WEEK

When a merman falls in love, deep thoughts and he would even drowned by his own subtle words. Just to express his agony, sacrifice and pain for his girl. More on tragic-loves, friendships, about Earth and family-related poetry and proses will be read. Stay tuned. Hope y'all get related to all of my masterpieces. -urlivingmerman (still in editing process) ----- most impressive ranking: (02/11/22) #1 - acrostic (02/11/22) #2 - wattpadpoetry (01/06/23) #1 - wattpadpoetry (01/07/23) #14 - poetry (out of 310k stories)

A poetry collection that's all about metaphysical love

Poems for the lost, the dreamers, and those still learning to bloom. Here you will find stanzas stitched from dreams, verses that blur the line between waking and wandering, poems that speak of breaking and becoming. Written in the language of stars and shadows, This collection explores what it means to lose yourself, to unearth fragments of beauty in the ruins, and to rise again, softer but stronger. For the dreamers. For the seekers. For anyone still learning to grow through the dark. 🌌

not a writer yet but my pen bleeds sometime.. #1 - poetry 08/09/2018 #1 - poetry 19/08/2018 #2 - poetry 13/08/2018 #3 - poetry 03/08/2018

Grief speaks. A heart cries. A soul bleeds. This poetry book tells the story of love, loss and death. It begins with promises... ends with regret... and in between sits silence, questions and anger. If you've ever lost someone you love, you will understand these pages. 💔 Read slowly. Feel deeply. Thank you for reading 🙏 Please, comment honestly... it matters.

I fell for the warmth that knew it wouldn't last.

The city of thorns glowed with electric sorrow.

this is a collection of poems that wear their warning colors proudly. In nature aposematism is a signal, bright, beautiful, and toxic. Approach with caution. These poems do the same. This series of poems moves through grief like smoke and love like something you were never supposed to survive. It speaks from the soft underbelly of mental illness, spiritual awakening, obsession, dissociation, devotion, and the aching need to be understood without being consumed. Here, healing is not sanitized. The self fractures, reforms, and fractures again. Each poem is both an offering and boundary, an altar built from confession, myth, neuroscience, and soul deep intuition. This is not a guidebook. It is not a cure. It is a signal flare for anyone who has ever been told they were too much, too intense, too sensitive, or too strange. Read gently. Read honestly. Do not consume what is meant to be witnessed. DISCLAIMER: I have uploaded AI generated images as placeholders until i create some original art to go with my pieces, thank you 🖤🤍

When the mist subsided, your eyes found me again.

I wandered among the resting and found beauty where sorrow grows.

The words in my head are loud and strong, almost fierce. Instead of scribbling them down, they demand a more graceful way to come out, and that is through poetry. In this book I will be writing poetry about my thoughts, places, and feelings that I wouldn't want to speak aloud. So please step inside the dark corner of my mind and take a seat.

I feel everything more than I admit.

Take a seat with my mind and see things from my perspective. My thoughts, dreams and wishes are revealed in this book as poems. I put my mind and heart into this, I hope that you'll love it as much as I do. #1 in Wattpadpoetry - 20 May 2021 #1 in Youngpoet - 01 July 2021 #7 in Freshreads - 01 July 2021

I will stand beside you as the evidence that you were never imagined, you were always inevitable.

I'd weather every storm just to guard you.

Through snow I move, but with you the world becomes an ocean to surf together.

People stayed far from you, the rare one yet my hand brushed you, and I witnessed the fragile bliss they never saw.

"When the Rain Stays Inside" is my melancholic love letter to someone who once felt like home. It's about a love that didn't end with a goodbye but slowly faded through life's cruel turns. This poem reflects the quiet kind of grief, the one that rains inside you every day. If you've ever held on to the memory of someone long after they're gone, this piece is for you.

I watch the sands vanish, blinking away my own existence.