Imagery Stories

Some collected poems of mine about death

Is too much of the same thing bad? a love story not ment to last.

The one that got away but is so close

a collection of poems from the heart. these poems were written in times of either strong emotion or immense boredom. a creative outlet full of revealing truths and mysteries of humanity. all of this to aid in finding the answer to the most difficult question: "who am i?" putting yourself, your true self, out there is terrifying. you feel completely exposed. naked. but here i am. and this is me. completely exposed for you to see the reality of me. disclaimer: does include some mature topics that may be triggering for some but none of it is graphic. (this may include mentions of sex, self harm, abusive relationships, death, gender dysphoria, and drugs)

This was a poem based on the story Beowulf by readingfanatic_ , our friends Katelyn and Cassidy, and me. ENJOY! :)

I was hungry so I thought of something sweet and to eat that was easier than stealing candy from a baby. Hopefully you can read both versions.

stuff that i write that has no distinct story or place whatsoever,,, kinda like oneshots? but it's not just stories, it's also a lot of poems so if anyone comes across this, feel free to read it when you're bored lmao

A short story following the short span of life of a Tuberose, or a woman facing a horrible plight. It is up to you to decide.

"Mercy put on some golden skin, while she dripped in silver glitter. She kept dancing inside the world till' her eyes met mine with worry. Crystal tears worth a thousand rings; Marriage, Is what her tongue would slither. She touched my arm under skies of strawberry lava, whispering: "Until That Day, I'll Wither" Discover your poem in this poetry collection. Whether it be of tragedy, or of bliss. #583 in poetry 9/5/2020 #444 in poetry 9/7/2020

A collection of poems I originally wrote for a Creative Writing class, but now I want to start publishing here on Wattpad. I hope you enjoy it, and note I am open to criticism.

Parvum Opus: "Little Work" in Latin. Insignificant, Inferior. These self-descriptors flood our thoughts. But we get better, right? We can fix all our problems eventually. But what if your purpose was to be inferior, to be the Parvum Opus? Well.. then you're Suitcase. _____

~ a collection of short stories ~

This is just something I wrote about the place I like to go to relieve stress and have a little peace in this hectic life. I hope you enjoy! :)

Short story I wrote for English class not long ago. There's a lot of imagery if you like that sort of thing. I originally had a different direction in mind when I came up with it, but I don't think I'm mad at the ending.

Poetry that explores hopes, dreams and life.

There is a lover in every story. And then there is the god, and the God. There are the scriptures, written hard and fast. But there are things untold between the lines. There are sufferings, there are blames. Whoever said that God had it easy? But then, every God had a love story.

A collection of poems, all different moods/tones. I believe poetry is like medicine for that inner writer in you. Our souls can be fed with peaceful and positive vibes, and poetry is the perfect meal. Enjoy!!!

for you, my love. 🕊

Poems change lives

Random stories in poetry. A collection of feelings and imagery of moments. 🏅 #38 in Imagery 🏅 #21 in Themoon