Giannulas Chronicals,door Yanna Vlahos
My first series of poems, Falling in and out of love, finding myself again, and letting go of old pain. Thank you and I hope you Enjoy.
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Cigarette Day Dreams door Yanna Vlahos
not the greatest piece of work but I'm trying to figure some new techniques out, the blurb is not necessary as long as you read this poem correct.. the reason is written...
Lies, Deceit and Everything in Bet...door aartimirapatel
Poetry to help you heal. Just taking everything one day at a time <3
Words can kill | Poetrydoor 𝑅𝑜𝓈𝑒
Your words are killing me,
now I'm writing it all down
This book is everything I'll never say,
thus the passage to my hidden mind
~ 𝑥 𝑟𝑜𝑠𝑒
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𝙱𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚌𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛...
Roses bloom but I bleed...door Q
Hey you:
I'm the one who drowns in his thoughts constantly, has a variety of imperfections and yearns for those qualities of a rose.
See this journey as if you are rid...
Crown In The Darkdoor PinterestXetsna
"𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒂 𝒏𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒍 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝑺𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆," 𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒊𝒅; "𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒑𝒆𝒐𝒑𝒍𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒔𝒂𝒚." ― 𝑽𝒊𝒓𝒈...
Just Some Thoughtsdoor Smily Beats
A collection of things I wanted to get off my chest
Whether you enjoy or not is up to you
These are just the thoughts I have
Hope you stay and see where some stoner thou...
When Our Path Across (The Words of...door klheo tony
[ Consistent No.1 on "Pillowthoughts" & "Poetry" ]
IN THIS BOOK, I AM TALKING TO YOU.
In our life, we experience something unexpectedly. By creeping...
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CONSTELLATIONS door H3ARTIFY
Letting go
is the hardest thing,
so I decided to write my feelings out
until I no longer can
11 pm.door vertigo spiral
a collection of poems from the thoughts in my head when my mum makes me go to bed when Im suffering from insomnia
2Am thoughts of me you us door Samantha Vigliotti
Please read long as the poetry takes you on the journey of finding you
Pillow Thoughts with Anxietydoor soupfordinner
The thoughts that cross my mind as anxiety keeps me awake all hours of the night
Mistakesdoor paranoiait
The world's vast. You don't know what happens neither could you judge, why.Was it fateful? I guess not!
From My Heart door shraddha kataria
To Love is to Live,
To Write is to Prey,
To Sing is to Praise,
To Express is to Believe.
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