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Just something I feel..and I'm sure I'm not the only one.

There are loves that burn, and loves that heal - and somewhere between the two, we learn how to begin again. "Where the Light Finds Us" is a collection of poems about love's quiet afterglow - the spaces between endings and becoming, the soft strength that grows from heartbreak, and the moments when light still reaches us, even through the smoke. In these pages, fire becomes a language of survival. Silence becomes a form of peace. And love - no longer something to endure - becomes something that returns home to the self. Each poem stands as both confession and reclamation: a girl made of flame learning to trust her own warmth, a goodbye written in salt and tide, a heart learning to listen for the light that never left. Because healing doesn't happen all at once. Sometimes, it happens in the quiet - where the light finally finds us again.

" Pieces of a soul " isn't just a collection of words , it's the quiet voice of a girl who feels too much but says too little in real life Between the lines lie the things I never said , the shadows of my heart, the echoes of my silence, the untold truths that bleed into words. These fragments come from late night thoughts, tired mornings , and silent breakdowns . They're not for people who know my face but for strangers who might understand my soul . If you've ever felt too full inside and empty on the inside , this is for you .

Just read the adventures I've experience within my mind.

Basically, this is going to be a place where I can place all of my poetry, poetic thoughts, and anything resembling poetry. Perhaps I'll be able to have enough so that I'll publish a complete book of poems. Who knows? Anyway, hope you enjoy my return to Wattpad.

A compilation of different types of poems.

Heyy guys! These are some poems written by me. They based on love, sadness, heartbreak and etc! These are owned by me and no one is allowed to post these anywhere else wether it be wattpad or any other platform. Thank you and enjoy!!<3

Hi. I wrote this poem about the moment I found out about a tragedy. It's that split second when everything stops- when time stretches, reality feels unreal, and you're suddenly not the same person you were a breath ago. You don't know it yet, but nothing will ever be the same. This is what it felt like.

I write poetry when silence becomes too heavy to hold. Sometimes it's out of boredom, other times out of emotion, those quiet hours when thoughts demand to be heard. My pieces drift between imagination and realism, a reflection of moments I've lived, dreamed, or simply felt too deeply. My works don't have titles, because I choose not to name them. Instead, I leave them with ellipses (...) and numbers -a quiet space for you to wonder, to feel, and to decide what the title could be. For me, poetry isn't meant to be confined by a name; it's meant to be felt, questioned, and remembered in your own way. Each poem is a fragment of thought, a whisper left open for you to finish.

"Listen to your own Inner Voice, your own soul, too many people listen to the noise of the world, instead of themshelves." - Leon Brown I re-started working on this book but with a change in concept. It will no longer work as my dairy. Instead, I will posting my thoughts on random issues in this book. It's a little more than a rant book. It contains my Inner Voices in various matters. All the quotes, thoughts and sayings updated in this book are my original work and is also available at my Instagram, YourQuote, Facebook, lettrs and Mirakee Accounts under my username - Awwthentic. Cover: Awwthentic~ © Awwthentic All Rights Reserved 2016

Just random thoughts. Just don't judge me I guess.

A poetic plunge into the space between pain and transcendence. "Blood and Poison" explores the fragile intersection of memory, transformation, and the eternal light we chase. Through lyrical intensity and metaphysical reflection, this piece invites readers to confront what it means to stand still... and let time die.

This is my first book that I ever wrote. It is a collection of poetries and quotes written by me. I really hope you'll like it. Kindly do not try to copy any of the poetries Or quotes. I might take time to upload new poetries and quotes as I need sometime to write the new poetries. I hope you understand ☺️ *Disclaimer*: The pictures are not owned by me credits to the rightful owner.

It's a reflective and melancholic piece about change and loss. Using the metaphor of a flower that once bloomed but has now dried, it explores the tension between holding on to the past and accepting that some things and some people, can never return to their original, vibrant state. The story or poem conveys both sorrow and a quiet, lingering beauty, emphasizing the "essence" that remains even after what was once full of life has faded.🩸 Bio: A flower once blooming, now a dried petal. Torn apart, yet still carrying the essence of what it once was. Can we ever return to who we were, or is the only way forward to admit that we can never be the "unrivaled again?" 🥀 TRUTH IN INK 🚩. (HALEEMA)

From one heart to another~ It's a collection of poems I wrote about all the thoughts running through my head and how I felt as a teenager. I'm just getting started, so please don't hate. Constructive criticism is accepted here. Let me know what you think of it :) Love you! 𝕄𝕚𝕝𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕟𝕖𝕤: 100 reads! ~30th January 2021 #1 on poeticthoughts #1 on myriad #1 on indianpoet #1 on youngpoet 500+ reads! ~25th December 2021

An Anthology of heart-warming and soul-touching romantic poems. #813 in Romance as on 3/4/2016 Cover: Awwthentic © Awwthentic All Rights Reserved 2014-2016

"The pain of unexpressed emotions." 💟

Love is a dagger, as said by Loki. And life is a series of unfortunate events. Since it looks a tad too dark, let's switch it up. As I see it, life is a series of carnivals. And we're trying to make sense of all the chaos as we go.This is a book on what I see in the dark corners of the carnival and how it affects my perception of the world. This isn't my first attempt at poetry and I'm not going to say it will be my best. But I'll try to improve my work as the chapters go. Constructive criticism will be appreciated a lot.. Please leave your thoughts in the comments.

Have you ever felt trapped in your own thoughts?this poem is for you... Sometimes, the mind feels like a battlefield-overwhelmed by fear, doubt, and the weight of past struggles. This poem reflects the fight between faith and uncertainty, strength and fragility, and the fear of falling back into who we used to be. But even in the midst of overthinking, there is hope-hope to keep trying, to keep trusting, and to keep moving forward.