Poems from the soul

By TheYellowWoods

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As the title says, its a poem book :) All poems are based on my life, inspirations from the songs i listen or... More

Introduction
π™»πš˜πšŸπšŽ πš‚π™Ίπš‰βœ¨βœ¨
π™±πšƒπš‚ π™°πšπ™Όπšˆ π™΅π™Ύπšπ™΄πš…π™΄πšβœ¨βœ¨
πšƒπš›πšžπšœπš π™ΈπšœπšœπšžπšŽπšœ
πš†πš‘πšŠπš πš’πšœ π™»πš˜πšŸπšŽ?
π™³πšŽπš™πš›πšŽπšœπšœπšŽπš
π™΅πš›πšŽπšŽπš£πšŽ
π™Έπšπšœ πš†πš˜πš›πšπš‘ πšπš‘πšŽ π™ΏπšŠπš’πš—
π™±πš•πšžπšŽ πš‚πšŽπšŠ
πšƒπš‘πšŽ πšπšŽπšŠπš•
π™Ήπšžπšœπš π™°πš—πš˜πšπš‘πšŽπš› π™΅πšŠπš—
πš‚πšƒπ™°πšˆ πš‹πš’ πš’πš˜πšžπš› πšœπš’πšπšŽ
πš‚πš’πš•πšŽπš—πš πšŒπš›πš’
π™·πš˜πš π™³πšŽπšœπšŽπš›πš
πšˆπš˜πšžπš› π™΄πš’πšŽπšœβœ¨βœ¨
π™Ύπš—πš•πš’ π™Ύπš—πšŽ π™΄πšŠπš›πšπš‘
πš‚πš™πš›πš’πš—πš 𝚍𝚊𝚒
πš‚πšŒπš‘πš˜πš˜πš• π™»πš’πšπšŽ
π™±πš•πšŽπšœπšœπšŽπš-π™²πšžπš›πšœπšŽπš
π™΄πš‘πšŠπš–πšœ
π™»πšŽπšœπšœπš˜πš— π™Ύπš—πšŒπšŽ π™»πšŽπšŠπš›πš—πš
π™΅πšŠπš–(π™±πšŠπš—πšπ™²πš‘πšŠπš—)✨✨
π™Ώπš˜πš•πšŠπš›πš˜πš’πš π™»πš˜πšŸπšŽ
πš…πš’πšŒπšπš˜πš›πš’ πš‚πš˜πš—πš
π™²πš‘πšŠπš›πš–πš’πš—πš π™Έπš—πšπš’πšŠ
π™»πšŽπšŠπš— πš˜πš—
πš‚πšŽπšŒπš›πšŽπš πš‚πšŽπšŒπš›πšŽπš
π™Άπš˜πš—πšŽ 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚒
π™²πš•πš˜πšœπšŽ
𝙼𝙾𝙰 πšπš’πšŠπš›πš’βœ¨βœ¨
πš†πšŠπš’πšπš’πš—πš πšπš˜πš› 𝚞𝚜
π™΅πš˜πš›πšŽπšŸπšŽπš›
π™ΈπšŒπšŽ π™²πš›πšŽπšŠm
π™°πš—πš˜πšπš‘πšŽπš› π™³πšŠπš’
π™·πšŽπš•πš•πš˜ πš‚πšπš›πšŠπš—πšπšŽπš›
π™²πš‘πšŠπš›πš–πšŽπš›(π™·πšŠπš— π™Ήπš’πšœπšžπš—πš)✨✨
πš‚πšžπš—πšœπš‘πš’πš—πšŽ(π™΅πšŽπš•πš’πš‘)✨✨
πš‚πšπš›πšŽπšŽπš πš•πš’πšπš‘πš
π™·πšŠπšπšŽ 𝚝𝚘 π™°πšπš–πš’πš
πš‰πš˜πš—πšŽ
π™»πš’πšπšπš•πšŽ πš‚πšπšŠπš›
π™΅πšŠπš’πš›πš’ πšπšŠπš•πšŽ
π™·πšŽπš›πšŽ π™°πš•πš πšŠπš’πšœβœ¨βœ¨
π™»πš˜πš—πšŽπš•πš’ πš‚πš
π™°πšœπšπš›πš˜πš—πšŠπšžπš
π™·πš˜πš–πšŽ
π™²πš‘πš’πš•πš•
π™Άπš’πšŸπšŽ π™ΌπšŽ πšˆπš˜πšžπš› πšƒπ™Όπ™Έ
π™»πš’πšπšŽ π™Άπš˜πšŽπšœ π™Ύπš—
πšƒπš›πšžπšπš‘ πš„πš—πšπš˜πš•πš
π™΄πš—πšπš›πšŠπš—πšŒπšŽ
π™³πš’πšŒπšŽ
π™±πš˜πš˜πšœπšπšŽπš›
π™°πšŒπš›πš˜πšœπšπš’πšŒ
πš…πšŽπš—πš˜πš–
π™Ώπš˜πšŽπšπš›πš’
π™°πšπšπšŽπš› π™»πš’πš”πšŽ
π™Ώπš’πš›πšŠπšπšŽ π™Ίπš’πš—πšβœ¨βœ¨
π™΄πšŠπšœπš’βœ¨βœ¨
𝙼.𝙸.𝙰
𝚁𝚎𝚍 πš•πš’πšπš‘πšπšœ
πš…πšŠπš•πš•πšŽπš’ 𝚘𝚏 π™»πš’πšŽπšœ
πšπš˜πš•πš•πšŽπš› πšŒπš˜πšŠπšœπšπšŽπš›
π™΅πš›πš˜πšœπš
π™°πšœπšπš›πš˜πš™πš‘πš’πš•πšŽ
πš†πš’πš—πšπšŽπš› π™΅πšŠπš•πš•πšœ
π™±πšŽπš‘πš’πš—πš πšπš‘πšŽ π™»πš’πšπš‘πšπšœ
π™²πšŠπš—'𝚝 πš‚πšπš˜πš™
πš€πšžπšŽπšœπšπš’πš˜πš—πšœ
π™½πš˜ πšπšžπš•πšŽπšœ
π™»πš’πšπš‘πšπšŽπš›
π™΄πšŸπšŽπš›πš•πšŠπšœπšπš’πš—πš πš‚πš‘πš’πš—πšŽ
π™ΆπšŽπšπšπš’πš—πš π™²πš•πš˜πšœπšŽπš›
πš‚πšπš’πš•πš• π™³πš›πšŽπšŠπš–
π™°πš•πš• πš–πš’ π™»πš˜πšŸπšŽ
𝙰 πšπšŽπš–πš—πšŠπš—πš'𝚜 πš‚πš˜πš›πš›πš˜πš 
π™³πšŠπš›πš” πš…πš˜πš’πšŒπšŽπšœ
𝙸 πš‚πšŽπšŽ π™Όπš’πšœπšŽπš•πš π™Έπš— πš†πšŠπšπšŽπš›
πšƒπš πš˜ πšœπš’πšπšŽπšœ 𝚘𝚏 πš–πš’πš›πš›πš˜πš›
𝙰 πšƒπšŠπš•πšŽ 𝚘𝚏 π™Άπš›πšŠπš—πš π™΄πšœπšŒπšŠπš™πšŽ
π™·πšŽπš› πš‚πšŠπšπšŽ π™Ώπš•πšŠπšŒπšŽ
π™½πš˜ π™Όπš˜πš›πšŽ πš…πš˜πš’πšŒπšŽπšœ
Battles to fight
π™Ώπš˜πšŽπš– 𝚝𝚘 𝚊 π™΅πš›πš’πšŽπš—πš (π™Ώπš 𝟷)
π™Ώπš˜πšŽπš– 𝚝𝚘 𝚊 π™΅πš›πš’πšŽπš—πš (π™Ώπš 2)
π™Ώπš˜πšŽπš– 𝚝𝚘 𝚊 π™΅πš›πš’πšŽπš—πš (π™Ώπš 3)
Baby don't like it
The Puppet's curse
Tranquil Darkness
Her Solemn Mellow
Want to stay with Stray Kids
Tears with the rain
The Land Of Wonders
The Unbeaten
Greed's consequences
The Legendary Seven
Control and tensions

Hidden Desires

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By TheYellowWoods


Stood in front of the mirror in her room

She couldn't recognize herself anymore

Felt that something was terribly missing

Maybe the smile that lit her face before


When was the last time she felt happy?

When was the last day that she ate well?

When was the last second she cried out?

She kept quiet despite having lot to tell


Terrible whispers within held her hostage

Emotion of numbness slowly taking over

She was loosing all trust and confidence

No one loves you, you'll be alone forever


Built high walls, fortresses around herself

To save her heart from further heartbreak

She drowned herself in her everyday work

Better talking to the people who were fake


But deep down, she actually wanted one

To break her walls with their genuine care

Secretly wished that someone would try

But in this cruel world, nice ones are rare




-Niki

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