Wattpadpoetry2020 Stories

A little jar full of unrelated but tasty poems: pick one, and enjoy.

From Old Notes To New Thoughts.

My entries for contests held on Wattpad.

A place to clear my cloudy mind A place to rest my head Where stories and heart bind Better than a lonely bed Or lost in the rain Hope is found Not for one's gain But for the heart's sound Of joy Take a deep breath and relax with this collection of poems.

[[Completed]] Poetry. Copyright 2020 ©Uann S. Kingsley Love poems.

"The little girl had to grow up unfortunately, Though she preferred not to obviously. Of people,she had lost curiosity And decided to live in her own serenity. Now, as I look at the mirror, I see her all grown up Ahh, what had been there to fear?😆 Afterall she had to grow up." #1in all about myself #3 in poety #4 in new poet Rising poems by a rising poetess "Don't be my mirror I won't be reflected in you."

Highest ranking : #67 in Poetry (19/05/2018) #74 in Poetry (01/05/2018) = ✨ = ✨ = Life is like a bloom of Cherry Blossom, so beautiful yet so fragile. "It is a reminder that life is overwhelmingly beautiful, but that it is also tragically short." - Homaro Cantu We all have been blessed with this life for a reason, find that reason and no matter what let yourself shine. CHERRY BLOSSOM in here is a collection of poetries on life and everything that matters in our life and that we hold dear to ourselves. = ✨ = ✨ = A/N Thanks for giving CHERRY BLOSSOMS a look. Well, I'm not a poetess but I love writing a few liners whenever I feel like. Sometimes to express myself and sometimes to sum up the stories I write. So, I thought of making a small collection of all of them and hence here I am with CHERRY BLOSSOMS, the collection of the small poems I have written. I hope you will like them. With love, Stella ❤️

I Have reorganized my poetry works and moved all the PoetsPub collections & contest entries into this new book. A lot of them were viewed as entries and readers were gracious enough to review them there. I don't mind if you wish to read them again here (wink) and if you do - enjoy.

Never mind the gap.

The lemons' pulps are squeezed on these pages, its juice used as ink.

------------- Does my bird of red even matter? Caged or free Tormented it remains. -------------

I do not blame the rain for my tears. - Complete YT Spring Book Awards 2021 winner #33 in poems 3.22.21 #25 in poetry 12.10.22

Have you ever wondered if everyone got hurt too? if anyone could even imagine the amount of pain you were going through? Have you ever wished someone could just understand? Well, I do. {kinda} Here, you can find quotes, poems, or just a few snippets from within the author's mind, all based on relatable experiences. This book is all about looking through someone else's eyes and understanding yourself through them. Just a few words put together by a teenager to produce something that might be worth your time. They are about love, loss, pain, and self-worth. I'm not too good with descriptions but I can promise the inside is way better. Have fun! ~*~*~*~ Highest rankings at 09/30/2020 1 in #wattpadpoetry 1 in #Augustispeaceful 2 in #wattpadpoetry2020 2 in #motivating 3 in #inner-beauty 20 in #blm 43 in #poems 20 in #inspirational 10/02/2020 5 in #uplifting 10/06/2020 1 in #bestpoetry 10/11/2020 1 in #bestpoems 10/20/2020 51 in #contempoarylit 10/20/2020 1 in #teenagepoetry 11/01/2020 12 in #irony 12/15/2020 8 in #motivational 12/15/2020 175 in #poems 12/20/2020 1 in #motivating 12/20/2020 23 in#poetry 12/22/2020

Tick-Tock. Tick-Tock. That's poetry. Rhythm. Anticipation. A metaphor. A breath of release. Pocket Watch Of Dreams (and other poems) is a home for the aspiring poet in me. The topics range from social commentary to emotional and philosophical insights, with varied lengths, styles, and tastes. All poems are original and mine. Do write back in the comments!

It is a limerick poem called The Year the laughter disappeared. It's basically about a time that was really hard and all the laughter was just gone. It is created for this contest book: https://my.w.tt/APzQlphoX6

Feels like I've lived & died a thousand times.

Contest entry hope you enjoy :)

Poetry

Tragical poems from when I wasn't what I am now.

The stars in my hands: is a poetic prose work capturing each star in 3 short poems. Alexander Lorien