Wordsmith Stories

𝐁𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐰 𝐚 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐞, 𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐨𝐭𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐩𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐛𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐩 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐒𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 💜

Poetry is the TRUTH that tell's Art's lies, which in turn is the LIE that tells the TRUTH.. pieces of you and me relates to the romantic world, the ups and downs, and the expressions the could not come to the surface in the heat.

Inspired by a variety of factors that played a huge part in my life,I began to write without even realising what I had. What you will read in here is either from songs,photos, people or curtain circumstances that had an effect on me.😯 Each and every piece has a special place in my heart. Please do enjoy.

I follow is a poem about living within your roots yet following a path you are aware is not going to be safe yet you follow in hopes of things in the world getting better.

✨️Feel every heartbeat between the lines.✨️ Threads of the Heart is a tapestry of emotions, stories, and truths. From forgotten souls to moments of pure happiness, every poem listens, remembers, and speaks the language of the human heart. ♥️💫 Welcome to Threads of the Heart💖!!! #Ambys2025Entrant #Ambys2025R2Qualifier

This is poetry written for Martina (not gonna add the last name for privacy reasons ofc) about Martina and involving her just the same, All poems are related tho 1,2,8,13,20 are very descriptive and not wholly tied to the story that runs through the other poems tho it does through 8 and 13 somewhat 1,2 are totally excluded from it as at first this poetry line was meant to only be 2 parts which were the first 2

A poem of abuse

tried and tried to fix me

In a world where people often separate from small mistakes, "The Soulful Whispers" brings back the straightforward love we've lost. It's the kind of love we all wanted at some point, yet its true meaning remains a mystery. Through little glimpses, this poem tries to show a bit of that timeless love.

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A collection of poems for every woman out there.

A message for bullies who always judge with bias!

Translating abstract thought into words and language; it's something we all do every day without realising, and an ability we shouldn't take for granted. We need to use it, and create - create raw thought and create new means to share those abstract thoughts. Here are a few of my translations and a few of my thoughts, in no particular order. This collection will have a bit of it all... I'm not limiting myself to one topic, length, form or quality here, my thoughts are way too sporadic for that kind of organisation and consistency. So peer through this kaleidoscope, and have a look at My Mindset's Mindset. A collection of poems by Daniel Hayward Jarmyn. (Please comment and vote! Feedback and critique is always appreciated)

A poem by me...Francis Jarvis

Our coexistence was beauty incarnate, like a comet racing through infinity. Her intense, bright, astonishing glow of fire and my impregnable, unstoppable, rugged unearthly mineral. To be admired in awe by every organism throughout the galaxy. We were Gods we were, deities. Her the Owl God of the south universe and I the Wolf God of the north. Worshiped by all in contact and in sight. We were envied, threatened and doubted as any God is. Many a men have tired to shed their earthly form and gain a Godlike aura greater than my own to acquire her, yet they fall short hopelessly. I was created a God by her and she created by I. None of earth or any other planet can coexist with such a being as I and her.

✨ Book Description ✨ What do you call the sky when it has no name? A collection of poems written in Hindi/Urdu and English, Sky With No Name is not just words-it's a mirror of heartbreak, longing, silence, and everything we're too scared to say out loud. These are verses for the lonely nights, the smoke-filled streets at 3 AM, and the moments when love feels like both a blessing and a wound. Lines from the book: "Apni aankho se na dekh khud ko, Heera bhi tujhe pathar lagega. Sab kehte hain chand ka tukda hai tu, Meri nazar se dekh-chand bhi tera tukda lagega." "Do not see yourself with your own eyes, Even a diamond will seem like stone. The world calls you a piece of the moon, But through my gaze-you'll see the moon as just a piece of you." Sky With No Name is for the ones who find pieces of themselves in broken words and infinite skies.

another memoir of a martyr 📝 ..

Just random poetry written by me !TW! A lot of these deal with su!c!de and self-h@rm Many are a little doom & gloom, angst, whatever, don't judge