Poetryfrompain Stories

a lonely Saturday conversation on the wrong side of the yellow bedroom curtains. ... || Wattys Winner 2018 ||

The soul wishes It vies for a world of Love, devoid of hatred, knowing full well that the wish may not come true. It wishes because it's the only thing it knows how to. And a soul's wish, a soul's voice Carries more power than the world is aware of. ★ Cover by @warwounds ★ Started on 13th August 2015 ★ Wattpad Featured : 2 October 2015 - ★ Highest Rank : #3 in Poetry on 4th November 2015 ★

Three(3) lines of the electric and overwhelming feeling, love. Enjoy the emotional ride tunnelling through various feelings, all leading to the horizon of love.

the healing & the hope // the hunger & the high // the hate & the hurt

when I couldn't resist her seduction ★Poetry Crime Detective Thriller★ [Romance/ ShortStory/ Mystery/Thriller/ Fantasy] #10 in poetry (Apr 2017) I was sleeping... She seduced me... And... and...

"How do we define ourselves?" A short poetry about how common heartbreaks are felt and how we bear them in our hearts. Copyright © 2016 Aweary ~✧~ Started: 20/4/2016 Ended: -

An emotive journey through the empty places we visit but never want to see. The pain, the heartbreak, trying to see hope in places there may be none. And the secrets, and yes there are always secrets. Can you see them in this dark empty space? So it's done, more original art to be added to its pages, I hope everyone enjoyed the ride. May 2017 #166 June 2017 #133

Poem that I wrote about my crush Vincent. Because when I couldn't tell how I felt about him, I put my feelings into poetry. (This poem is part of a poetry collection called "Four Years". If you want to check the rest of the story, please check my profile).

The Meantime: n. the moment of realization that your quintessential future self isn't ever going to show up, which forces the role to fall upon the understudy, the gawky kid for whom nothing is easy, who spent years mouthing their lines in the wings before being shoved into the glare of your life, which is already well into its second act. (via The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows) An ongoing collection of poetry from what I feel is a pivotal moment of my life. A lot of these are inspired by music.

English | #16 IN POETRY © 2016 kyeriella all rights reserved book cover made by @OhWanderlust_

Poem that I wrote about my crush Vincent. Because when I couldn't tell how I felt about him, I put my feelings into poetry. (This poem is part of a poetry collection called "Four Years". If you want to check the rest of the story, please check my profile).

Poem that I wrote about my crush Vincent. Because when I couldn't tell how I felt about him, I put my feelings into poetry. (This poem is part of a poetry collection called "Four Years". If you want to check the rest of the story, please check my profile).

here's to the girls who's fathers broke their hearts before anyone else could.

Veiling your web of lies So far the eye can see No longer can I deny 'Cause it's time to set you free ◈◈◈◈◈◈◈◈◈◈ #519 in Poetry 1|28|2017 #644 in Poetry 1|26|2017 Start Date: 1|1|2017 Ⓒ All Rights Reserved. Mandyln 2017 A Wattpad Book Only

This is yet another poem collection but a shorter one The theme is similar yet little different I hope you enjoy them as much as I enjoy writing them . //////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////

i feel like people are leaving me and i don't know why. → hr : 2PO © 2017 freyyyaa NOTE_2020: previously had an "alllivesmatter" tag on this book. it was added when this story was first started in 2017 to share my belief that all lives matter, regardless of gender, orientation, race, ethnicity, ability, etc. that tag was absolutely NOT associated with the alllivesmatter movement - that movement does not reflect the actual belief that all lives do matter. i have removed it now as the meaning behind the phrase 'all lives matter' is associated with a white supremacist ideology that is now being used to oppose and try to silence the Black Lives Matter movement. all lives will matter when black lives, trans lives, indigenous lives, and all other oppressed groups are included in that. i hope that one day the phrase 'all lives matter' will no longer be a weapon used to suppress and silence civil rights but as a matter of fact. #BLM

BOOK ONE "in between 5:46 am - 8:30 pm , i only thought about shattered mirrors, fallen families, and pity faces"

for since time immemorial, our souls were destined for each other LOVE POETRY COLLECTION soulfelt from heartlet

Poems that I wrote about my crush Vincent. Because when I couldn't tell how I felt about him, I put my feelings into poetry. (This poem is part of a poetry collection called "Four Years". If you want to check the rest of the story, please check my profile).

This is a continuation of my previous one, "poetry in emotion". This one's dedicated to the people who have helped me grow. Enjoy!