Historias de Verse

A collection of poetry by yours truly. 🩷 Poetry that I've written over the years. © All rights reserved.

An everlasting collection of my abstract thoughts.

A ship. A tank. A crew. An extra. Below deck. Untold tales. A cryptid and a keeper. An unlikely alliance.

beneath the water she's waiting to be found a story told in verse some of it dark some of it tender all of it true this book exposes me in hopes that you will feel seen ~~~ completely written and edited updated weekly on fridays and saturdays just waiting to be found

Um poema, um ritmo de emoções, tente interpretar cada verso por meio dos sentimentos que ele expressa.

The mold in the corners-it has learned my name. It breathes when I breathe, it thinks I'm the same.

At the end of our world, governments asked for no new borns until the sun consumes Us. It's all but wait now... - | Retropublication 646x23nj19 | -

Destiel/Sabriel as teenagers in human!verse. Sam is 14 and Dean is 18. Castiel is a year older than dean at 19, but still the second youngest of all the Novaks. The youngest is Gabriel at 15. Sam and Dean move to their new house after their Mum died in a house fire when they were younger, amd their Dad was killed by a drunk driver a couple months back. They moved away because being around their house was too hard with all the memories. The Novak family live in their house across the street from the Winchesters. The Novak house consists of Castiel, Gabriel, Micahel, Lucifer, Balthazar, Anna, and Chuck. This was the begginning of thier completely wonderful, and new live.

All poetry written by me and dedicated to my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. This is a work in constant progress and not in any particular order. Please feel free to share with credit to me :) 1.17.21. Working on making the formatting more consistent. Bear with me. 10.22.21. I have entered some of these into a contest so I am unpublishing for a while. #32 in baptist 9.3.19 THANK YOU #3 in baptist 4.27.20 I AM SHOOK

-This is a Hobie Brown x Reader(Athena) fanfiction. In a world where the art scene is thriving, a young high school student named Athena Alvarez discovers she has been granted spider-like abilities after being bitten by a ratiocative spider. Using her abilities, she creates a heroic persona, 'Cryptic Silk', and sets out to help those in need and protect the city. But when she crosses paths with Hobie Brown, a street-level hero known as 'Spider-Punk' from a different universe, with a soft spot for music, their two worlds collide, and they can't help but feel drawn to each other. Together, they embark on a journey filled with action, adventure, and romance as they navigate the dangers and mysteries that plague their world, all while discovering the power of true love.

🥪Just your daily dose of spiritual bread.🍔 🍘Food for the spirit. 🍟 💖Bible verse per day. 💖 3.30.2019

"Every scar is an artifact. Every secret is a masterpiece." Welcome to a gallery unlike any other. There are no velvet ropes here, and the lighting is adjusted for the shadows. The Architecture Of A Ghost is a collection of poetry exploring the architecture of a human life-from the dusty foundations of childhood to the unfinished wings of the future. Walk through the Hall of Mirrors, sit in the Gallery of Scars, and listen to the audio guide of a heart trying to find its rhythm. This isn't just my story; it's a map of how we all become the curators of our own survival.

｡ﾟﾟ･｡･ﾟﾟ｡ 。why do i still draw hearts around your name? 　ﾟ･｡･ ------------ i always thought it was a good thing that i loved you so much but i never thought i'd wish i could live without you.

Mostly transcribed from a chapbook I made in 1982 and updated in 1991. Original contents were simple rhymes, sonnets, Christmas poems, light verse and others.

You all ever have a special relationship with someone, a few people really love their relationship, and a few not. But , at the last when you must to brekup , will you happy or sad?

and i hated not putting an 'and' between you and me. highest: #48 in poetry Wattpad featured story. Completed.

A poem about being unemotional towards everything.

I use poetry to funnel out the emotions I bury deep, deep down. Sometimes my work is uplifting, sometimes very violent. My work shifts with my mood and general attitude. New cover coming soon.

A collection of poems I wrote, mostly from 11:00 PM to 2:00 AM, including random and specific topics, often questioning the universe. After all, we are creatures of science. Feel free to comment ideas/suggestions, corrections, or just random thoughts. Enjoy!