Poezie Stories

This collection of poems captures the wandering thoughts of my mind-moments of reflection, fleeting emotions, and the quiet whispers of my heart. Each verse is a glimpse into the world within, unraveling the delicate threads of joy, pain, nostalgia, and hope. Through these words, I invite you to join me on a journey through the landscapes of the mind, where feelings are expressed freely and truths are discovered quietly. Let this book be a mirror to your own heart, a place where words come alive and the soul finds its voice.

❛❛ We carry galaxies in our mouths, but most of the stars are already dead . . . ❜❜ This is a collection for the muted ghosts living inside our heads. Every poem digs into the dark corners of thought, love, loss, and the little betrayals we carry every day. Grim, reflective, and unafraid to stare into the void, these words linger long after you close the page. 𖦹 𓍼꩟ ﹻ © Wattpad 𖦹 𓍼꩟ ﹻ © Banner & Cover by @mxtsuro 𖦹 𓍼꩟ ﹻ © Enmesharra ,, 2026

𝑷𝑶𝑬𝑻𝑹𝒀 𝑭𝑶𝑹 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑯𝑶𝑷𝑬𝑳𝑬𝑺𝑺 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑫𝑨𝑴𝑵𝑬𝑫. Love. Envy. Longing. Desire. 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘴, 𝘮𝘢𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘦𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘳𝘩𝘺𝘮𝘦𝘴. - 𝒆𝒅𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒘𝒆𝒊𝒔𝒔 writing is such sweet sorrow || poetic chapters of my musings, thoughts, and dreams. | Completed | ʜɪɢʜᴇsᴛ ʀᴀɴᴋɪɴɢ: #1 in makata #1 in musings #1 in poezie

-There are little to no ways of expressing the feeling of liking someone, or maybe even love. But this is the closest I would ever get

Sometimes in the journey of loving them unconditionally you hurt them unconditionally. 🥇#rhythm (6/11/22)-(25/11/22)

⸎彡 Ikigai [生きがい] Japanese term meaning 'a reason for your existence' or 'the reason you wake up everyday'. ═══════ 🌙 ════════ 32/12/22 :- 500 reads 01/01/23 :- #56 in poetry 11/01/23 :- #30 in poetrycollection 29/01/23 :- 100 votes

poetry for the hearts tarnished by love or the sudden death of it. for the hearts that find a soft lullaby in the pages when raw hope is not enough to put the worries to sleep. for the hearts that bleed ink to paint the chalky roses of life red with words--you'll find my own ink here. and i hope you find a harlequin garden in my poetry. sweet lavender. daybreak lilies. sun-kissed dahlias. a poem for every emotion ripping at your soul, begging to be unleashed on paper. this collection has several themes and ideas--find something you like. let's get lost in the tall fields of dawn's first breath and dandelion song, tucking flowers in the forests of our hair. let's get lost in the words and not in the world. for a moment, let your tarnished heart out of its cage, and hold it to your sleeve. wear it proudly as you read. just for a moment. to feel something and let it be shown. there is nothing shameful in having a heart that has dented-in chambers and rust. it has seen the salt cries of the ocean, the metronome kisses of summer rain, the moonlight tears that have dried into scars on cheeks. it's been corroded by the waters, tarnished. it is not afraid. well that was some pretentious shit. i hope you enjoy this collection. love ya <3 more of my works: "poems for you. always for you." is one of my older poetry collections that is slightly cringe but feel free to check it out. "let me shape you into words" is where you can make a poem request, and i'll write something up! this lovely cover was created by: @lifebytheseashore (go follow her!! she makes awesome covers, writes stunning poetry, and more) #1 in "originalpoetry" Aug. 2, 2021 #1 in "teenpoetry" Aug. 19, 2021 #1 in "poetess" Aug. 22, 2021 #1 in "mypoetry" Aug. 22, 2021

❛❛ To be known is to be devoured gently . . . ❜❜ A body of prose and poetry where longing, ruin, and divinity collide into one another. These pages trace the surrender of names, of selves, to forces both intimate and unknowable. This is a witness to becoming-through loss, through beauty, through the violence of being seen. 𖦹 𓍼꩟ ﹻ © Wattpad 𖦹 𓍼꩟ ﹻ © Banner & Cover by @mxtsuro 𖦹 𓍼꩟ ﹻ © Enmesharra ,, 2026

Status: Completed I named this collection "Muffled Voice" because the words in the following poems are those which I couldn't say out loud. 1st poetry collection: Muffled Voice 2nd poetry collection: Poetic Noise Achieved first place in Wattpad Selenic Awards. All the poems are originally written by me. The graphics used in the book do not belong to me, unless stated otherwise. You may not like some poems as some of them were written when I was new to writing. ⚠NOTE: Two poems are not mine. *.Sτɾσηɠ ρσωεɾ τɧαηκ γσμ.*

This is a collection of poems written by me, and I am beyond thrilled to share these heartfelt verses with you. Each poem is a piece of my soul, a reflection of the emotions and experiences that have shaped me as a writer and as a person...If you are interested please check out my works...Thank you...

the old gods rest tempestuous and fitful, and their sleep is marred by nightmares like bullets, piercing and ricocheting through their minds. bloody, weeping wounds and slaughter too vivid to forget. yawning caverns of chests cracked open, and bruises blooming like chrysanthemums across porcelain skin. and a young thief- slipping through their hands like wisps of smoke.

Hello its copyright

pojď umírat se mnou

2023 for twelve people

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𝚑𝚎𝚢𝚢❤️ 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚘𝚗 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐... ~ the art of romanticizing life, melancholy and to put it simple: deep thoughts ~ ...𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝. Over quite some time I gathered a little collection of different pieces of poetry which are all very personal to me, but which I would also love to share with the world. As an outlet for my thoughts ~ Each part will also feature a picture of the original piece I once wrote into my little book. My friends say my handwriting's pretty, I hope they're right. - no kidding ; ) really, I would appreciate it, if u took a look inside. <3 ongoing ~ more chapters every week xo, S🌹❤️ started 12/04/2023

Een gedicht over de vogel en de stempel.

Im fine

What being in love can do to a person.

Reading my poetry is like seeing me naked.