Feel Stories

يا شمساً عيناي لم ترى سطوعاً كـلونك ولا شعوراً كـدفئك.. كيفما تتحول المشاعر ؟ من ميلادٍ جديد ودفء حنين إلى لهيبٍ عتيدّ وجرحٍ مديد ؟.. لا أعلم الحياة كيف تكون حينما يشعر الإنسان انه على مقربةٍ شديدةٍ من قدره! كيف لا ؟ والاقدار تشير بعقاربها نحوي!. - بيحين موعد غروبي ولحدي؟ ولا بعيش في الدنيا الحياه؟

❝ Sometimes I will stare at you and think that I have never truly known you at all. ❞ IN WHICH there's something about Alaska that just doesn't seem to stop inspiring Juna - so she starts to write her letters, knowing all too well they are words Alaska will never get to hear.

A list of poems from people online in a dystopian world where- no matter how much one screams- no one seems to hear.

Callums secy vison

Hailey, a 14 year old teenager living her normal,classic teenage life until she started having weird nightmares about losing her loved ones. She tries seeking help but soon realises this is a problem where nobody but herself can solve. What does she do? Read to find out:)

So reading this as the fully formed adult human being that I am now, and not the little 14/15 year old writing this, I'm not gonna lie and say this isn't some trash writing right here. I mean I'm gonna keep it up because without writing this I wouldn't have discovered how much I loved to write and being able to read this back all these years later and realise how much my writing has changed and developed and improved is kinda fun. I mean I cringe every time I read how sloppy and rushed and just not so imaginative it is but yeah, just know this doesn't reflect how I write now, pretty plz 😂 Adore everyone that commented and voted and read it though, you're the best 😘😘😘

A Bitter Truth May Not Be Sweet

It's about 2 livers that fall in love on a mission

... try to have a happier life..I am not good with lyrics as you can tell when you read it but I hope you enjoy.

This is a collection of my poetry over the years. I love to write in a scheme of some rhyme, but mostly just freely. I feel that the best way to portray my feelings of the deep soul is best made present through stanzas, whether short or long.

what the hell, i dont know! Maybe... thats a short story about me of what the whole thing is for?!

Here, I run in my way But You have stopped me I wonder with Then make run faster When I'am tired I stopped and look at back I look You are crazy Run behind me

if you like them please like in commit and i will do more all these poems are about myself and how my life is as of right now