Spilledink Stories

"A Collection of Feelings" is a poetry collection woven from emotions that often go unspoken. Within these pages lie poems about love, heartbreak, longing, healing, and the quiet moments in between. Each piece is a fragment of a feeling, a memory, or a thought transformed into words. If you've ever felt too much, loved too deeply, or found comfort in poetry, this collection is for you. Written by Celene 🌙

A Cathedral of Longing Book I: Holy Ache There are griefs that do not scream. They settle quietly into the body, turning ordinary nights into wars between memory and sleep. Holy Ache is a collection of poems and free verses written from the spaces between longing, loss, and silence. These pages carry unfinished conversations, sleepless yearning, and the unbearable weight of feeling too much for too long. Raw, intimate, and deeply human, this book traces what it means to survive the kind of pain that never fully leaves, only learns how to live inside you.

Just expressing those feelings which no one ever asks about..

These are the poems I wrote when words were the only thing that made sense. About love that stayed too long. About leaving. About becoming. New poem every Friday - read with tea, or at 2 AM when you can't sleep. If even one line feels like yours, vote and tell me which one.

Just some thoughts and some things and some parts of me

Beautiful Messages is a collection of prose and short stories narrating the reflection of a young lady, written purely out of her heart , portraying her thoughts on a variety of subjects, ranging from love, life in general, strength, chasing dream, books, friendship, encounters in life, her past grief on her mom's death, and on the common issues arising around mental health.

A tale of contrast and completion-where black meets white, and love finds balance. Two souls-one in ink, one in color-finding harmony through love. A poetic dance of contrasts-where light meets shadow and love paints the perfect picture. In the quiet clash of black and white, they find the colors of love.

She was a lonely self-proclaimed introvert turned into an immature, selfless and fragile ambivert who tried to please the world and share her stories to the society that belongs in it but it seems that this place wasn't meant for her and the people weren't prepared to have her so she let her thoughts bleed on blank pages.

" you were the hammer that broke me into b i t s & p i e c e s"

The above text is a poem that uses the imagery of blooming cape leadworts to reflect on the fleeting nature of human life. I encourage the reader to embrace each moment and live life to the fullest rather than getting caught up in a constant chase for success and recognition. The poem's contemplative tone and message of finding meaning in the present moment may resonate with readers who are seeking to live a more mindful and fulfilling life. Danko means thank you.

In this captivating passage, pain and peace intertwine, questioning the purpose of a painless life. Nature's delicate balance is explored, urging us to find meaning in consuming pursuits. It encourages embracing life's tides, finding solace in struggle, and acknowledging the ongoing existential battle.

Countless words trapped inside, waiting to be felt. Dive into the emotions I've held back- the love, the loss, the pain, the plight and maybe you'll find your own words hiding here too. Welcome to the world of 'Words I Held Back' where silence speaks louder than anything.

"If the woods are close enough and ancient, perhaps you can lose yourself in them forever..." Scribbles, scratches, and other madness. A collection of stories, poetry, and short prose about love, life, the universe, and other broken things.

we grow together so we can grow apart -a book of poetry that isn't poetry

Just a bunch of poems I've written over the years and never published but I guess it's time to hear my story or at least parts of it, if anyone is struggling and needs a friend just leave a message in my inbox , or if anyone has any sort of requests for poems for me to write that'd be great too.

I'm consumed with thoughts of regret I might regret all of my decisions I'm consumed with thoughts that I'm not loving you enough

|| Listen not by your ears but by your heart and you'll understand the scars I try to heal. ||

major trigger warning for all of this. i'm so sorry.

"Closed in a room, my imagination becomes the universe, and the rest of the world is missing out." Here's a collection of my mindless meanderings, midnight musings, poems, rants and random thoughts. This is all the stuff I think of while sitting in a boring class or in bed on sleepless nights, or walking down the road for that matter.