Poetrycollection Stories

not in memories, not in words, just here, in every heartbeat ♡. අප්‍රකාශිත ප්‍රේමයන්, විරහභත් වූ ප්‍රේමයන් තුළ තනිව තැවෙමින්, ගැඹුරු හුස්මක් වටා හුදකලාවක තැවෙන ලතැවෙන ආදරණීය හදවත් වෙනුවෙන්.. "රාඝ" ♡. හිමිකමක් නොලද මුත්, හදවත තුළ හීන් සීරුවට කිඳා බැස, සියුම් කැපුමෙන් හදවත පලද්දි, ගලන රුධිරය.., දුමකට, මතකට සෝදා හැරිය හැකි ද? එය සදාකාලික ද ?? එහෙව් හැඟීමක් තුළ වූ විඩා බර වූ සුසුම් කැටිකොට, හදෙහි ගැල්වෙන මතකයන් වචනානුසාරයෙන්, ආත්මාභිමානයෙන් යුක්තව, ආදරෙන් ඔබ වෙත තබන්නෙමි.. 🪐"

A little collection of my thoughts, feelings, and words that I didn't always know what to do with. I've always found something comforting about putting feelings into words, even when those feelings don't make much sense. So this is my little space to share the things I write whether they're about something deeply personal, a passing thought, a feeling I couldn't explain, or simply an idea that came to me at the right moment. Not everything here has a meaning, and not everything has an ending. Some things are just meant to be felt. Maybe you'll relate to some of it, maybe you'll see things differently, or maybe you'll find a few words that stay with you a little longer than expected. Either way, welcome to my collection of unfinished feelings. ♡

|| CLOSED & JUDGING || Tired of contests never having poetry? Well, that changes today. Welcome to The Slam Dunk Poetry Contest, where this is an awards for poetry only. It will have 11 categories, so plenty of chances to submit! There are no payments, so this is a 100% free contest. Participants will receive prizes just for signing up, though of course placements will receive exclusive prizes. So, are you ready? Let's dive in!

නොකියූ හැඟීම්, අමතක නොවන මතක, හිනාවක් පිටුපස සැඟවුණු කඳුළු... ජීවිතය අපිට දුන් විවිධ කතා අතරින් අහුලාගත් වචන කිහිපයක්. අකුරු අතරින් හුස්මක් ගන්න. 🌙

A collection of poems about trauma, grief, depression, addiction, childhood, and loss. *Trigger Warning*

──────── ₊⋆☽◯☾⋆₊ ──────── 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐑𝐞𝐝 𝐑𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐬 is a poetic memoir of becoming, an unfolding of myself, one fragile petal at a time. This collection traces my journey through the fragile and tangled years of teenagehood. Through each poem, you would get a glimpse of raw and unfiltered moments of love, heartbreak, loss, confusion and even hints of clarity. The title is more than just a name : it is a metaphor of growth and acceptance . Each year, each experience was a petal unfolding . Some were soft like teenage innocence while others were jagged, stained with blood, weathered by heartbreak and resilient in reaching. Some were glowing red under the eternal sunlight of euphoria while others were withered due to the droughts of insecurity and floods of pent up emotions . But together these roses compose the bouquet of my becoming. Now I offer this bouquet to you, dear reader, and hope you find petals of your own and embrace the garden you are meant to be. ──────── ₊⋆☽◯☾⋆₊ ──────── 𝟗 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐑 ⟪ h i g h e s t r a n k i n g s ⟫ #1 in poesia (out of 15k stories) #1 in spokenword (out of 4.57k stories) #1 in personalthoughts (out of 2.5k stories) #1 in personalexperience (out of 1.57k stories) #1 in freeverse (out of 7.74k stories)

Heartfelt poetry written by me DON'T READ IF YOU KNOW ME

for everyone who's mourned someone they haven't lost yet.

A collection of thoughts that rhyme from a wandering mind. "Sometimes the quietest night holds the loudest heartbreak." 'Am I Going Crazy?' is a poetic journey through love, late-night nostalgia, and the art of healing. These are words for the broken, the lovers, and the dreamers. Maybe you'll see a part of yourself in them, too.

I'll upload 21 poems. Writing one new poem each day as my writing challenge... Different themes one heart! <3

Thoughts carved into my skull. Poetry or just words of despair and love? Contains triggering elements... read at your own risk. Could be repetetive bc I'm a bitch that overthinks.

This is not a glow-up story. It's a very short collection of records of pressure, parties, mirrors, critics, school battles, and quiet reinventions. The Attractive Mess captures teenage life in its truest form - confusing, intense, evolving - where growth feels less like transformation and more like survival.

just a collection of poems cuz we <3 poems. NO AI TOOL HAS BEEN USED IN THIS POEM BOOK

They say poetry is just emotion dressed in ink. Mine wears honesty, heartbreak, and a little bit of hope. An infinite collection of poems from someone who feels too much and speaks too little, where every line is a confession and every poem is a heartbeat. Highest Ranks Achieved: #1 in poembook - 12/03/2025 #1 in sadpoems - 12/06/2025 #1 in poemcollection - 12/07/2025 #1 in poetrycollection - 12/06/2025 #2 in poems - 11/27/2025 #2 in poet - 12/03/2025 #3 in lovepoem - 12/04/2025 #3 in thoughts - 12/06/2025

A collection of poems filled with emotions, devotion, and unspoken feelings.

A poetry book 📖 I put out whatever my heart desires to write 💌

What do you do with a truth that has no voice? Smeraldo explores the fragile boundary between memory and numbness. In this collection of prose poetry, the questions don't demand answers, and the pain doesn't move. There are no grand resolutions here-only the quiet, heavy reality of the things we bury in order to survive. A deeply personal, confessional journey through the thoughts whispered only in the dark, capturing the heavy weight of a silence that refuses to lift.

"I defend not my voice but my silence" Poetry with no context lol ( DUMP)

A lifetime of secrets, spilled in verses. This collection holds 100 poems born from the moments that changed me-the beautiful highs, the crushing lows, and the messy, unpolished realities in between. From the quiet joys of healing to the sharp stings of heartbreak and regret, this is my life, completely unfiltered. Step inside the pages of my journal. You might just find a piece of your own story hidden in mine.

Poetry.