YOUR NORTHERN STAR, POLARIS

By CEINTURE3

9.3K 2.4K 1.3K

" THERE'S A STORY BEHIND MY POETRY." THEY ASKED ME WHO YOU ARE, I SMILED AND SAID "HE WAS THE WORDS THAT RHYM... More

PAINTING FOR SALE
FOR MY STAR
INTRODUCTION
THROUGHOUT THE CENTURIES
GHOST OF YOU
MOON EMBRACING THE SUN
HYMN OF DEATH
RUST
GHOST WRITER
YOU WHO FORGOT
THE LOST UNANSWERED QUESTIONS
MY POETRY
ECHO
STORM
RUINED
DESTROYED
DEEP
UNREAL
MISSING LOVE
SECOND TIME
SOMETHING ABOUT THE RAIN
YESTERDAY
STRANGER
ENOUGH
CRESCENT MOON
SA PANAGINIP LAMANG
POETRY ON MY SKIN
NO MORE RHYME
IF TONIGHT
I WILL STILL LOVE YOU
NEVER SURE
DUST
KISS YOU GOODBYE
PAST LIFE
SOUL
FAR-STAR
FANTASMA DE TI
WORDS
MALIGAYANG ARAW NG KALAYAAN
PATHWAY
TRUTH or DARE
YOU
INK STAINS
THE SOUND OF SILENCE
STILL WATER
I MISS THEE
ROOT OF LOVE
UNDER THE SEA
MARIA CLARA♥️
THE TRUTH
REALITY
THE DAWN
Existence
PAINT THE WORLD
CHAPTER-ZERO
FANTASY
MOON RIVER
THE KING OF ALL
THE LOST MAN
SAKSI ANG BUWAN AT MGA BUTUIN
EVERGREEN
HANGIN NA KAY LAMIG
MY NORTHERN STAR
COFFEE AND RAIN
FAN ART
IF TOMORROW WILL NEVER COME
WHEN THE WEATHER IS FINE
HURT
POETRY
THE READER
TRUE LOVE
HOW?
ONE DAY
WHAT WE TRULY MISSED
WRITER
TO YOU WHOM I LOVE
YOU MADE ME LIVE AGAIN

RUSH

185 72 41
By CEINTURE3


LOVE COMES FAST
AGAIN I FEEL THE RUSH AT LAST

AS I GO BACK THROUGH THE PAST

YOU WERE WAY DIFFERENT THEY WERE OUTCAST

WHAT'S INSIDE YOU, I DON'T KNOW

I'M NUTS I JUST CAN'T SAY NO

I WAS DEEPLY PIERCE BY YOUR WORDS

IT'S AMAZINGLY COMPARABLE TO SWORDS.

EVERYDAY LETTERS WERE EASY TO SEND

BUT SACRED SPIRITS WERE HARD TO LEND

DAYS GOES BY AND SEASON HAVE CHANGED

STILL, MY FEELINGS FOR THEE REMAIN ARRANGED



YOUR NORTHERN STAR,

POLARIS

Continue Reading

You'll Also Like

9.6K 263 18
رواية تتكلم عن قصة خمس بنات وكيف كانت حياتهم مع اهلهم ف الديره وكيف بتكون حياتهم بعدين وكيف شخص حب وحده لكن الحياه تمنعهم عن بعض، و.....
2.6K 163 8
الـكاتـبه نـاديـن
3.2K 57 17
This is the translation of Umera's Peer-e-kamil to Roman urdu, hope you guys like it.... All credits to Umera Ahmed.....
84.2K 21.3K 73
MELANCHOLY | Melancholy drips from my fingertips. Here, I will speak the sadness, the heartache, and the decaying for all the unspoken. Perhaps un...