Freeverse Stories

A world of poems captured in a single book, written by a girl who played every role: the academic achiever, the loyal friend, the eldest daughter, and more. She was always the one chosen for the top rank, yet she was never the one chosen by love. This collection is a bridge across the years, composed of verses that trace a haunting evolution where the innocent wonders of childhood slowly sharpen into the cold realizations of the real world. Yours truly, RosePoet (Note: These entries are not arranged in chronological order; however, I have included dates to serve as a guide to navigate the journey through time.) Pinterest: Littlemisstaromilktea

~ finding yourself and then losing it.

──────── ˚ ₊ ‧ ⋆ ──────── There has always been an 𝐚𝐛𝐲𝐬𝐬 residing in me. Something hollow and deep and empty. Something that screams to be heard. Something that aches for meaning in this haunting world. Through this collection I try to pick out the pieces of my heart and bleed out words that have haunted me. And maybe try to find peace with a truth that always scared me. because maybe this is how its meant to be : me, floating in the abyss of my misery ────────˚ ₊ ‧ ⋆ ──────── 𝟏𝟓 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐑 ⟪ h i g h e s t r a n k i n g s ⟫ #1 in poem (out of 199k stories) #1 in poetrycollection (out of 34.5k stories) #1 in words (out of 16.5k stories) #1 in poembook (out of 15.8k stories) #1 in prose (out of 9.07k stories) #1 in freeverse (out of 7.72k stories) FEATURED ON THE OFFICIAL @Poetry's "Free Verse" READING LIST

unfinished. Most nights I cant sleep so i write my thoughts down. I try to make edits but most of the time I publish it immediately after writing it at 3 am

A collection of poems about fear, identity, longing, broken expectations, and the quiet warmth of hope. Matters of the Heart explores the emotions we hide, the dreams we chase, and the reflections we find within ourselves.

Poetry captures our experiences, hearts, dreams - and feeds our souls. Space to Dream is a collection of free verse and prose poems. The poems have varying themes: Natural Wonders, Romance & Journeys, Musical Interludes, Creation & the Arts, Dark Fantasy, and more. Each poem has been crafted with sensual language and colourful imagery in mind, and is influenced by a love and knowledge of music. Thank you for reading. May you always have Space to Dream in. *This is a 10-poem excerpt from my first poetry collection, which was previously published on Amazon KDP & Createspace in 2016. Listen to poems from this collection spoken aloud on Soundcloud: https://soundcloud.com/poetryandmusic16/sets/space-to-dream-poems *Featured, Wattpad Poetry's Free Verse Reading List, 2026. *1st place Poetry Winner in Bookiestars Awards, April 2019. *1st place Poetry Winner in Writing Contest Awards, April 2019. Stacie Eirich @spacetodream

just short poems i wrote for fun! TWs will be in chapters

❝When I was a young girl, I imagined I could be anything I wanted to. I could be a princess, with beauty and grace, who would hold out hope of finding her Prince Charming. I could be a warrior, slaying the dragons and proving my bravery and honor. Even in the smallest sense, I could be happy. Yes, in a child's mind, I could've been anything. But all those years ago, I never could have fathomed that I would be a victim.❞ in which innocence is lost and love is found. © louminosity 2015 COMPLETED: August 31, 2015. cover by: @scxlpture

An emotional rollercoaster of poems.

Poems for you and I

"Bi" is a poem-album first created without any plan at all. It started randomly on a day where I do not know to whom I could spill out the tension & heaviness of the life. So I write. Write and keep writing. Whatever emotions happened that day, I'll write, till now. I don't want all this go to waste. Its not all about me. Some based on other's life, too. "Bi" is full of emotions . Random, to be precise. You might find that all these poem are rather direct, submersive or perhaps nothing at all. but i do hope, each of the words or sentences touches your hidden dark space, which you hide even from your bloodlines, even a little, so that you know, you are never alone on this. and so, welcome to my "Bi" era.

​"The night has said all it needs to say, but the ink isn't dry-it's just moving to a new page." ​From the creator of The Whispers of Night comes a companion volume born from the same soul, written by the same pen, and carrying the same beautifully enduring scars. ​The dark may be thinning, but the poet remains unchanged. ​The Whispers of Dawn does not promise a world free of shadows, nor does it offer shallow, fleeting warmth. Instead, it is an unfiltered look at the horizon through the eyes of a survivor. It is the quiet stillness that follows a lifetime of storms, where the fragments of heavy memories, deep-seated grief, and an unyielding devotion to the Divine Mother are held up to the first rays of morning light. ​Moving away from the suffocating cold of the winter cage, this collection steps onto a road of profound definition and universal acceptance. From the silent prayers offered at stone shrines to the fierce, complex sacrifices of love and survival, Evander Nightborne explores what it means to carry a fractured heart into an awakening world. ​The ghosts have been housed. The dawn is breaking. And through the gray mists of morning, the soul finally learns to breathe again.

[POETRY #2] A collection of poems about growing up before feeling ready. twenty-something explores the realities of adulthood, the exhaustion hidden behind independence, the loneliness of becoming, and the pressure to keep moving even when life feels uncertain. Through soft and reflective poetry, this collection captures the in-between phase of navigating dreams, responsibilities, changing relationships, and the version of yourself you are still learning to become. For anyone who has ever felt lost, left behind, or overwhelmed by the weight of growing up: this book is a reminder that you are not navigating life alone. twenty-something written by: syrynah © All Rights Reserved

for the soft-hearted, the wandering, and the things we only admit beneath the stars.

❗COLLECTION OF POEMS AND OTHER STORIES I SCRIBBLED ❗ "Thou scribe setting my writings free. Free from their master's captivity. From captivity to Nirvana and jubilee. Jubilee of flying writings towards the sea. When rivers dearth and flowers wither, Evanescent my chronicles be. The inscriptions of mine you have scribbled. You let them endure and reach perpetuity."

A journey of gentle surrender... a slow, and intentional fall into loving her, one poem at a time.

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A Cathedral of Longing Book I: Holy Ache There are griefs that do not scream. They settle quietly into the body, turning ordinary nights into wars between memory and sleep. Holy Ache is a collection of poems and free verses written from the spaces between longing, loss, and silence. These pages carry unfinished conversations, sleepless yearning, and the unbearable weight of feeling too much for too long. Raw, intimate, and deeply human, this book traces what it means to survive the kind of pain that never fully leaves, only learns how to live inside you.

There was a voice. It was not loud. It did not shout or threaten. It simply whispered, quietly and persistently, just beneath the surface of everything she showed the world. It said she was not capable. It smiled at her mistakes. It dragged her past before her, her failures, her rejections, her moments of discouragement, and it clapped. For a long time, she listened. Then one day, she picked up a pen. Not because she had everything figured out. Not because the voice had gone quiet. But because she was tired of letting it have the last word. My Weakness Lied to Me is what happened next. It is ten poems written in the space between doubt and courage, between falling and rising, between the lie and the truth. It moves through three seasons of the soul: the weight of the lie we believe, the moment we choose to stop believing it, and the quiet, stubborn growth that follows.

කිසිදාක කිසිවෙකුට නොකියා සිතේ කොනක සිරගත කළ සිතුවිලි මෙසේ වදන්වලට පෙරළන්නෙමි........