Poetry Stories

We all crave connection - people who will stay, support, and stand beside us through every season. But along the way, we learn a hard truth: not every friend is genuine. Some are blessings, others are lessons. In Not Every Friend Is a Friend, we explore the different types of people we call "friends" - the loyal ones, the silent listeners, the cheerleaders, but also the fakes, the users, and the ones who only come around when it's convenient. This piece breaks down the various faces of friendship, helping you recognize which ones are worth keeping and which ones are silently draining your energy. This isn't just a guide - it's a mirror. Whether you've been hurt, confused, or simply trying to understand the people around you, this read will help you see clearly, set boundaries, and heal smarter. Because it's not about having many friends - it's about having the right ones.

I really enjoy writing and I have been writing poems for a while, I'm finally gaining the confidence to share them, some are extremely personal to me and discuss some topics that may make people uncomfortable so please check the tws. Most of them are genuine, and a few are dramatized and/ or are made up completely. It's up to the reader to figure out which are which. That's the beauty of interpretation. The ones that use quotes or I said that whoever said a certain thing are one hundred percent real, I could provide screenshots to prove them. Anyway, even though most of these are genuine and come from me, if you want me to write about something specific, I can definitely try just lmk! Best Ranks #2 In Poem #3 in poetry/poembook

Just some random poems that I wrote on various topics.

For every person out there that was quiet, not because they chose to be so, but because they were choking in the smoke. Because their opinions were apparently not worth anything. Because they didn't know just how to say what they felt. For every person that is consumed by their own thoughts, the derision from the outside world only making it worse. For every soul that was drowning in remorse and anguish on restless nights. For every soul that says I love you in the dark and in the mirror because no one else does. For the floors we would pace while anxiety sunk its teeth into us. For the mirrors that we would break while shame echoed its laugh in our caged walls. For the hearts that would ache while loneliness was the only company. For every moment of pain and solitude in this world that feels too cruel for such young and frail minds.

A book of poems I've constructed over the years, and currently, with each poem getting more recent and more interesting. Read till the end to see how a young poet changes both her tone and view of the world, and how she matures her writing. *The first 9 poems are older. Skip ahead if needed.*

Not a story,but a poem Just to express my thoughts Plz don't plagiarise

This book is a collection of my free-verse self-written poems about life, love, hate, friendships, and heartaches. I already posted these poems, so this is just a compilation of all of my poems. I hope others may find it interesting, may learn something from it, and be inspired. Poetry is a freedom of expression in a fun, unique, exquisite, and fabulous manner. "Every poem has a story...Every story has a poem" - Junearich Landicho

Poetry is not just words. It's emotion given form. A place where grief, hope, love, and uncertainty intertwine. In this collection, we explore the depths of mortality, loss, and mental health, weaving personal experiences into universal reflections. Each poem speaks to the struggles we carry, the quiet moments of solace, and the truths we wrestle with, offering recognition to those who have felt the same weight. These words do not seek to provide answers but to remind readers that they are not alone. If you have ever searched for meaning in sorrow or comfort in shared experience, this book stands as an open hand, reaching out. Praise for Pieces of Me. "Beautifully written" "So powerful" "My favourite" "Wonderful" "Inspiring" "So beautiful" "WOW" "Poetry for the soul" "This. Is. The. Most. Awesome. Poetry. Collection." "Incredible." **Highest rank #1 in Poetry!!** Featured on @WattpadPoetry and @PoetsPub

My poems through the years. All the good, the bad, and not so proper.

When the sun sets and they can't see me, can they hear me? * * || "Poetry" by an invisible girl. || * * * Highest Ranks: #6 in poetry [8/26/20] #11 in poetry [03/10/2017] #10 in poems [12/23/2022] #1 in poems [08/03/2024] #1 in poetry [01/18/2026] * * *Art posted in this book is drawn by me, they should not be used for any other purposes than this book.

Life is not a straight path, nor is it a perfect equation with predictable results. That's How Life Works is a compelling guide that unravels the hidden patterns, unspoken rules, and essential truths about how life operates. This book serves as a wake-up call-challenging your perceptions, breaking down self-imposed limitations, and revealing the mindset shifts necessary to navigate life's complexities. Through powerful insights, thought-provoking lessons, and real-world applications, this book will help you understand: - Why some people succeed while others remain stuck in the same cycles - How your thoughts, habits, and decisions shape your reality - The importance of adaptability, resilience, and self-awareness - How to break free from limiting beliefs and take control of your own journey Life doesn't hand out success, happiness, or purpose-you create them. This book will push you to see beyond excuses, embrace discomfort, and take the necessary steps toward a more fulfilling and meaningful life. If you've ever felt lost, frustrated, or unsure of your direction, That's How Life Works will be your guide to waking up, taking action, and truly understanding the mechanics of life.

"The Girl Who Outgrew Her Hurt" is my story in poems. I was the quiet girl with a soft heart, hard thoughts, and hidden pain. The one who smiled while healing, loved while breaking, and kept everything inside. This book is for the ones who feel too deeply, overthink at night, and keep going anyway. It's about heartbreak, friendships that faded, missing people who didn't stay, and finding myself in the mess. I wrote every poem from the truth I carry - soft, bold, and still becoming. This is me, outgrowing what tried to break me.

I am an artist and this is my garden of words. Copyright @2015, All Rights Reserved

This is not pretty poetry. These are truths I was never taught to speak. Here lie the words I swallowed, the pain I buried, and the questions they told me not to ask. For the unheard. For the unseen. For the ones who feel too much in a world that tells them to feel less. I write for you. I write for me.

A Gentle Reminder By. Bianca Sparacino This is your reminder - alone is not synonymous with not good enough. Alone is not a weakness, it is not something to be ashamed of. No, alone is a gift. It is a foundation, a steady ground within yourself that will be there whether or not you sleep beside the tired bones of another human being. A gentle reminder, for the days you feel light in this world, and for the days in which the sun rises a little slower. A gentle reminder for when your heart is full of hope, and for when you are learning how to heal it. A gentle reminder for when you finally begin to trust in the goodness, and for when you need the kind of words that hug your broken pieces back together. A gentle reminder for when growth hangs heavy in the air, for when you need to tuck your strength into your bones just to make it to tomorrow. A gentle reminder for when you are balancing the messiness, and the beauty, of what it means to be human, when you are teaching yourself that it is okay to be both happy and sad, that you are real, not perfect. A gentle reminder for when you seek the words you needed when you were younger. A gentle reminder for when you need to hear that you deserve to be loved the way you love others. A gentle reminder for when you need to recognize that you are not your past, that you are not your faults. A gentle reminder for when you need to believe in staying soft, in continuing to be the kind of person who cares. A gentle reminder for when you need to believe in loving deeply in a world that sometimes fails to do so. A gentle reminder to keep going. A gentle reminder to hope. A gentle reminder, for you. Take what you need.

Charlie doesn't speak, so he paints.

S O W E D: Words planted to grow into love. Highest Rank - #1 in POETRY The bravest thing I've ever done was not forgetting how to love myself when everyone else did

Thoughts at midnight. Love. Heartbreak. Loneliness. Encouragement.

Her heart yearned for freedom , but the man she loved was himself a prison . In a land of ancient traditions, their love was a rebellion! . . "𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠" said he . "The price of love is high but the price of betrayal is even higher ,minaz" she replied. . . 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐭 𝐕𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐩𝐚𝐥 × 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫

My old poems and quotes. Currently editing. Finished (2021)