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MELANCHOLY | MAY GARNER | AVAILABLE ON AMAZON! ⋆˚𖤓˖° This melancholy drips from my fingertips so slowly you begin to forget I ever existed. All of me - the parts of flesh you never quite learned to love slips quietly down the drain. I am waiting for the day your fingers unscrew the pipes, dig through the mess, scrape your heart against rust, just to find me again, so we can do it all over. Here, in these pages, I find myself. In ink pressed against my flesh, I whisper the sadness, the heartache, the decay meant for all the unspoken. ⋆˚𖤓˖° A Poetry Collection by May Garner. Original poems regarding real life experiences. Cover created on Canva. 2026. Melancholy copyright © May Garner. 2026. All Rights Reserved.

Welcome to the world of a romantic storyteller. I have to warn you, you'll either be filled with so much love or a lot of heartbreak. But still, a romantic's heart cannot be broken 💘

"It's not enough that I'm flat on my face, they want to make sure I die with my face crushed into the mud." "The memory ends and I'm left with it's remnants... a dream broken and jagged around the edges like shards of glass. Once something beautiful, and now just one more knife in me. One more pain to add to my collection. Everything that could have been and should have been and would have been swirling in my head like bees. But the fates had other plans. The fates wanted me to suffer." It's the 25th Hunger Games. The First Quarter Quell. District citizens are meant to pick their tributes. For most districts, it's a difficult, tense, painful decision. But for District 8, the female tribute is an obvious choice. Satinia Young considered herself happy until about a month ago. Then her world came crashing down around her. Already an outcast, her revenge only cemented her fate. One foot in the grave, she is caught between fighting for her life and giving in to the tragedy that already consumes her. But she has a secret that could be her salvation, or the final nail in her coffin. TW: Vomiting, gore, sexualization of a tribute, sexual innuendo.

To nobody in particular To somebody in particular To those close to me To someone faraway This is my message to you So hear my whisper through the wind For it might feel wrong today everything might be falling apart and it seems like the end An end with no way out So you feel the need to give up Listen to my whispers through the wind Live is never completely Lived without struggles and hardship the sun might raise everyday but it doesn't mean everyday is bright somedays we win somedays we lose somedays we cry and mourn somedays we laugh Today might be bad but that doesn't mean tomorrow won't be good so let's sulk today and tomorrow we start a new and be better so listen to my whispers through the wind For after any pain comes relief

Hi guys ! this will pretty much be all of the poetry I write while I'm at my lowest cause that quite happens a lot, so feel free to join me on my journey by reading these 😇

A collection of all of my poems throughout the years, I've been meaning to make all of this into a small novel for the longest time but I have been too afraid of judgement or backlash of any kind, I frequently write about my own trauma and rarely write about anything else, so if you're sensitive to topics such as sexual assault, neglect, or parental trauma, please be mindful before taking a dive into this, I hope you enjoy :)

Voice from I to you

𝚌𝚊•𝚕𝚊𝚖•𝚒•𝚝𝚘𝚞𝚜 /kəˈlamədəs/ 𝒂𝒅𝒋𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆 involving calamity; catastrophic or disastrous. ‪· · ─────── ·𖥸· ─────── · · stories and unsent letters to be read and shared 𝄃𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄀𝄁𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄃 2021-

From the depths of the dark, To a distance covered to the dusk. I'm still here, call it survival or luck.

Of Rubies and Roses: A Poetry Collection Self-written poems, shorts, paragraphs and random jibberish good for your soul. -Of Rubies and Roses- "Accross blankets of stars, In adventures through the sea, In tales of rubies and roses I remember you."

Los mismos poemas que en ingles, igual de horribles y todo pero al menos voy a intentar que estos rimen.

Poetopia - My poetries are all here in this book Not a professional poet but writing my life down maybe you can relate ? I appreciate feedbacks more than anything because to me readers are my best people Give a try please Follow me on - Wattpad : theofficialwritee Instagram : @picyrical._ YourQuote app : M Mani ( pen name : Mimansha🖤🍂) Most impressive Ranking : #56 in Poetry ♡⁠ω⁠♡⁠ Read. Feel. Feedback.♡⁠ω⁠♡⁠

A Highschool drama that is set in the blossoming era of 1990's that involves two completely opposite kinds of people that makes them understand the mysteries of life. lets take a dive into their stories and unravel the plot as the time holds its breath, awestruck in the charm the two holds.

This is the 3rd poetry collection series in my POETRY COLLECTION SERIES - Colored After Party. Hope you enjoy the poems in this collection as well.

you favorite black love story. read to find out more :)

My second poetry anthology. The journey that I take to regain , the most precious parts of me... Rocky , but worth it in the end.

rainbows and salts, a metaphor to life. life can be as beautiful as rainbows but sometimes salts from today and tomorrow burn the wounds from yesterday. a poem collection, more like a jar of love, anxiety, breaking and building. new poems coming up every week. hope you like it 💕

Marathi hip-hop track that captures the essence of life's "ऊनाला" (sunlight) symbolizes the brightness and energy of life, while "पावसाळा" (rain) represents the struggles and tears we face. Embrace both the highs and lows.

Sometimes I surprise myself. All credit for the cover goes to the creator, not me.

A collection of self-written poems in Filipino (Part I), English (Part II), and a little bit of French (Part III) Sharing the world through poetry. Art should cultivate love, the self, and society.