Sadpoems Stories

what drew your attention to this book? was it the delicate red rose on the cover? ... or was it its thorns? yes, the rose is daintily alluring, but you will only notice the thorns once you take a closer look. i like to imagine my poetry as this thorned rose, my carefully arranged words as its delicate petals: its beauty seemingly pleasing from afar. however, once you take a closer look, you will gradually see the thorns: a deeper and darker meaning disguised behind enriched metaphors. looking at the rose, you would also notice how it is hand drawn, denoting the fact that my poetry might not be perfect. it is intentionally written with some incorrect grammar (for instance, how almost all words are in lowercase) to give a more raw feel in the sense of how one may write down in a personal diary. the name "the rose comes with thorns" is not only an embodiment of my poetry writing style, but also the meaning behind it. just like how everything beautiful comes with its own flaws... ...the rose shall come with its own thorns. 🥀THE ROSE COMES WITH THORNS a poetry book written by huma zafar. #1 in "poem" out of 206k stories (2/5/24) #18 in "poetry" out of 336k stories (1/6/24)

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

She had everything people dream of - a warm home filled with love, a family that never let her feel alone, and a heart full of stories waiting to be written. Becoming a writer wasn't just her dream... it was her way of breathing. But life doesn't always follow the stories we imagine. The person she trusted the most - her best friend - became the very reason her world shattered. Secrets turned into betrayal, and laughter turned into silence. And just when she thought love would heal her, it broke her even deeper. He promised forever. He promised truth. But in the end, his words were nothing more than beautiful lies. Now, with a pen in her trembling hands and a heart full of unspoken pain, she begins to write again - not fairy tales, but the kind of story that hurts to read... because it's real. This is not a story about love. This is a story about losing it, surviving it, and learning how to live after everything you believed in falls apart.

This collection doesn't aim to comfort; It observes, questions, and refuses to look away. --------------- For readers who like poetry that lingers after the last line, and stories told in fragments that don't always resolve, but instead echo.

Life is hard, poetry isn't

updated weekly. warning!! i publish on wattpad only (teenfic.net i'm looking at you)...i'm so sorry you're reading a stolen version of my work. please go to @halfasouldivided_ on wattpad to read the original thanks!

these are just short stories based off pinterest quotes that i write when i'm bored

I guess this is where I'm venting? Not really having anyone to talk to is kinda frustrating so I figured why not dump everything here My therapist used to tell me to write in a diary and I guess it helped for a while until it didn't And then I found poetry which saved me in a way This is a window into my mind and I hope you treat it with care Do not forget that you are always loved...

I'm not even safe in my own mind. #1 in 2amthoughts 8/13/2018

══════════◄••❀••►═════════ M𝐨𝐯𝐞 through the quiet corners of human emotion-sorrow, hope, love, and loss. T𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 verses are not just a reflection of one soul, but of many. They carry the feelings we hold in silence-the ones we do not always know how to name. T𝐡𝐢𝐬 collection begins where most people stop-in the dark, in the unnamed, in the weight of what we carry alone. It rises through every corner of what it means to feel deeply, until what remains is not the night that came for you, but the burning soul it could not extinguish. T𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 shadows and light, through the darkest nights and the warmest dawns, this collection asks one quiet question: what if the radiance you've been searching for was always yours? ══════════◄••❀••►═════════

These poems are something dark. Meanings you may not fully understand. Everything written is true. Everything is another story. Written at the moment of broken. The story of a broken girl. The story of broken me.

It's about love's that broke apart

A song of winds, I'll sing for you On wings of zephyr from skies of blue, Lines of heartfelt emotion Or silly ideas in a poem. Each of these will be a part Straight to you, from my heart. If you like one part and not others, If you leave a star on it, I'll know your druthers.

Poetry book of the poems i have written over the years I don't have a posting schedule its just kinda as i write them

The Fusion Of Quotes,Thoughts And Poetry About The Miseries And Unusual Happenings In Life Which The Words Are Blabbered In A Strange Way!

Cries, voices , feelings, and Complains of a wandering soul whose life was....... Unfair, miserable and full of nothing but unhappiness and sorrow....... 𝐄𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥

random depressing bits and bobs my silly little brain churned out <3

"Melancholy. It's Melancholia that led me to you" Reaching out someone's out-stretched hand couldn't be more different than offering a hand to those who are seeking solace. Let's just be sad and be stronger together shall we? //• a collection of sad poems for different occassions of life•//

Each poem in this anthology speaks of different adversity and seeks comfort in its perfection.

I think I wasn't just tripping, The psychedelics that fed me Got a lover out of the universe.