Poetrycommunity Stories

this is a collection of poems and stories that wear their warning colors proudly. In nature aposematism is a signal, bright, beautiful, and toxic. Approach with caution. These poems do the same. This series of poems moves through grief like smoke and love like something you were never supposed to survive. It speaks from the soft underbelly of mental illness, spiritual awakening, obsession, dissociation, devotion, and the aching need to be understood without being consumed. Here, healing is not sanitized. The self fractures, reforms, and fractures again. Each poem is both an offering and boundary, an altar built from confession, myth, neuroscience, and soul deep intuition. This is not a guidebook. It is not a cure. It is a signal flare for anyone who has ever been told they were too much, too intense, too sensitive, or too strange. Read gently. Read honestly. Do not consume what is meant to be witnessed. DISCLAIMER: I have uploaded AI generated images as placeholders until i create some original art to go with my pieces, thank you 🖤🤍

These stories are a full transcript from each episode of my "Melody's Ambient Sleep" series 4 podcast. Each podcast episode features soothing ambient music and either a short story or poem read in my calming voice. All produced to help you drift into a deep sleep. I release new podcast episodes and stories every few days. Enjoy listening or reading the transcripts in this book. 🎧 To find all my Podcasts, such as 'Melody's Ambience Meditation', just search for 'Melody's Ambience' in your favourite app. 💌 You can get in touch with me @melodysambience on Facebook and Instagram or email melodys.ambience@gmail.com Melody❤️

A poem of items I hold dearest.

just some poems

This is a collection of emotions that were never spoken out loud. A journey through broken moments, silent nights, and the invisible weight of pain we all carry at some point in life. Each piece in this series reflects a fragment of the heart- shattered, lost, and slowly learning to breathe again. It is not just about heartbreak... it is about surviving it. About sitting with your silence, understanding your tears, and slowly turning pain into strength. Because healing is not sudden. It happens in fragments- quietly, gently, and beautifully. And sometimes... a broken heart doesn't end. It begins again. 🌙

These are just a few poems you might relate to.

Textiles is a collection of the tangible--threads you can hold and turn in your hand. It explores gothic betrayal, dignity, history, and the ache found within uncovering truths. These objects carry beauty, but within their hidden seams lies the heart of this series.

This isn't poetry. These are places that only begin to exist the moment you think about them for too long. Chapels that listen instead of praying. Cities that forget their own edges. Mirrors that remember you before you ever managed to save yourself. Every text is a trace of something that was never meant to be spoken. Every sentence an echo that doesn't know if it still belongs to the living world. And if you feel something breathing too close here... you're not reading this for the first time.

‎A collection of poems about the quiet magic of friendship and the complexity of relationships, about the moments we shared, the words we never said, and the feelings that stayed long after everything else changed. These poems live in the spaces between laughter and silence, closeness and distance, holding onto what it means to truly connect with another soul.

¦𓐇ໃ ۫This is a book of many poems with raw emotions, and also with psychology. ꩜I would greatly appreciate your support. I'm doing this so that people who feel deeply but don't talk about it for fear of being seen as strange and vulnerable can identify with me and find solace.

Alone but powerful, the poet's mind is replete with verses colourful. With sass they sashay, unbidden into the worlds they portray. Inked with finesse, they are a treasure to possess. Cover designed by the immensely talented @thatwomanlywoman321 :)

Yet I am too afraid, to let it show Reveal my gift, let the world know...

----- A tribute to the girls whose strength is quiet, whose faith is loud, and whose kindness is often misunderstood. She is modest yet mighty, bookish yet bold, and soft yet unshakable. This poem captures her silent battles, her sacred confidence, and the fire she carries behind calm eyes. 🤍✨🎀

Currently, I just want a way to have others read the poems I've written while trying to get out of an abusive relationship. I'm trying to stay strong, and writing poems has been something that gives me strength.

Some stories don't end the way they were supposed to. This piece was written in response to someone I love, navigating a loss that doesn't always have the right words. Not just physical-but the loss of a future that once felt certain. This is for anyone learning how to carry something heavy... and still keep going. This is the second piece in a series.

In a world that never stopped to listen, she learned to rise through the silence. This is not just a poem, It's a journey through pain, strength, and quiet hope. For every soul who's ever felt unheard... This one is for you.

Realitya

a poem, wrote at 3 a.m. (inspired a little by "Cats" by mitski)

"something's are explained.others are experienced " (Alternative options if you ever want variety:)"Not everything that happens in sleep is a dream". "science gave it a name it never gave it an answer".

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