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not in memories, not in words, just here, in every heartbeat ♡. අප්‍රකාශිත ප්‍රේමයන්, විරහභත් වූ ප්‍රේමයන් තුළ තනිව තැවෙමින්, ගැඹුරු හුස්මක් වටා හුදකලාවක තැවෙන ලතැවෙන ආදරණීය හදවත් වෙනුවෙන්.. "රාඝ" ♡. හිමිකමක් නොලද මුත්, හදවත තුළ හීන් සීරුවට කිඳා බැස, සියුම් කැපුමෙන් හදවත පලද්දි, ගලන රුධිරය.., දුමකට, මතකට සෝදා හැරිය හැකි ද? එය සදාකාලික ද ?? එහෙව් හැඟීමක් තුළ වූ විඩා බර වූ සුසුම් කැටිකොට, හදෙහි ගැල්වෙන මතකයන් වචනානුසාරයෙන්, ආත්මාභිමානයෙන් යුක්තව, ආදරෙන් ඔබ වෙත තබන්නෙමි.. 🪐"

My old poems and quotes. Currently editing. Finished (2021)

A warm welcome to our poets and storytellers! Whether you're joining us for the first time or returning for another year, we're delighted to have you here. The Shortys is a place to challenge yourself, celebrate creativity, and connect with a community united by a love of words and creative expression. On September 1st, this year's prompts will be revealed. You'll then have the entire month to bring your ideas to life and share your work. So sharpen your wits and ready your words. We're here to encourage one another, cheer each other on, and have fun. We can't wait to read what you create. Let the ride begin. The Shortys Team

The lesson will repeat itself until you learn from it. This quote alone symbolizes the tale of A dance with A Necromancer. A foretelling memoir of one woman's secret double life finding her in each and every lifetime. All secrets don't stay buried and not all Ghosts are dead.

Everyone pours their day into a diary, and so do I. But I also love expressing my thoughts through poetry, so what if I combined the two? Featured on @newlywrittenbooks

Heartfelt poetry written by me DON'T READ IF YOU KNOW ME

A collection of poems that had the potential to be loved, yet remained unnoticed. Poets don't just write - they bleed, piece by piece, into the paper. They breathe life into words and call it poetry. Writing is filled with what-ifs, maybes, and endless confusion. Yet a poet continues - to write, to bleed, to stay honest. Poets are known for writing about love, but in truth, they write what they secretly crave - and when asked why, they learn to lie. This book is a place where overthinkers can breathe, where tired minds can rest, and where those carrying too much can finally pause.

{🏆🥈Versification 2026 Grand Daily Prompt Runner Up} Some stories don't end - they linger, like April rain on quiet days. 𝑨𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒂 is a collection of moments that exist in the in-between - where beginnings feel uncertain, endings arrive softly, and emotions refuse to fade completely. Each poem captures fragments of connection, loss, growth, and quiet realization, unfolding like petals that never fully close. This is not a book of perfect endings. It is a book of almosts, echoes, and afterglow - of feelings that stay long after they should have left. Step gently into 𝑨𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒂, where every page holds a piece of something once felt, and never entirely forgotten. This collection contains poems written for Versification by Wattpad Poetry Ambassadors profile @Poetry. ✎﹏﹏﹏﹏ ɴᴏᴛᴇ: If you are reading this story on any other platform other than Wattpad you are very likely to be at risk of a malware attack. If you wish to read this story in its original, safe, form, please go to @moonlightxmysteries on Wattpad. Thank you. ✎﹏﹏﹏﹏

Original poems under 50 words. All work within are my original creations. I'll try to keep this clean.

scribbling and saving those flash flood feelings

|| CLOSED & JUDGING || Tired of contests never having poetry? Well, that changes today. Welcome to The Slam Dunk Poetry Contest, where this is an awards for poetry only. It will have 11 categories, so plenty of chances to submit! There are no payments, so this is a 100% free contest. Participants will receive prizes just for signing up, though of course placements will receive exclusive prizes. So, are you ready? Let's dive in!

"Some people are like the moon-far away in distance, yet never distant in feelings." 🌙 Still Breathing is a collection of prose about unspoken love, fading memories, midnight thoughts, and the quiet ache of longing. These pages are for the hearts that loved in silence, waited endlessly, lost pieces of themselves, and still chose to keep breathing. For the hearts that broke softly... yet kept breathing. 🌙

Hi <3

A collection of poems I've written dating from now to when I was in high school.

A collection of modern poetry exploring the beautiful, messy reality of growing up, healing, and finding yourself. Dive into Between Waves, an anthology of raw and honest poems that capture the highs and lows of the human experience. From the quiet anxieties of high school hallways and digital fatigue to the comforting warmth of deep friendship, love, and self-acceptance, this collection is a safe haven for anyone navigating the complexities of life. Whether you are looking for comforting words on a heavy day, a bittersweet reflection on addiction and mental health, or just a touch of "entirely silly" whimsical relief, you'll find a piece of your own story hidden within these pages. ✨ What's Inside: On Hope & Strength: Finding light in the darkest corners. Sad & Deep Stuff: Honest reflections on anxiety, modern isolation, and screen detoxing. On Love & Friendship: Celebrating the connections that save us. On Embracing Yourself: A gentle reminder that you are enough. Updated regularly. Hit the 'Vote' button if a poem speaks to your heart!

a collection of tortured thoughts.

hey! después de muchos años me animé a escribir aquí:) te comparto una colección que es un recorrido de momentos, sentimientos, frustraciones y todas esas emociones universales que nos unen en silencio. Espero que puedan llegar a ti en el momento justo y aunque no prometo hacerte llorar, espero poderte acompañar aunque sea por un minuto.

A collection of poems about trauma, grief, depression, addiction, childhood, and loss. *Trigger Warning*

Some thoughts are too soft to speak out loud - they only live as whispers. Others linger long after they're gone, turning into echoes that follow wherever you go. This collection gathers those quiet moments: love and longing, joy and heartache, hope and reflection. Every verse comes straight from feelings and experiences, written to capture the bits of life that often go unsaid. Whether you're looking for something that matches your mood or simply want to wander through words, may you find here a whisper that feels like yours... and an echo that stays with you.

"The truth is mine, but I bear none to speak, To keep my mouth in shambles, my sanity to keep. Because they started rambling through the walls, they speak; They want to rot the house, to make my body meek. Hinges rust, the moths crawl through my skin, The floorboards choke on everything I've been. Father is absent, but he is quick to swear; Mother is present, but it is nothing there. Their words cut me open-they carve me precise, Alcohol's the sinner; sinning is the vice. The mold in the corners-it has learned my name, It breathes when I breathe, it thinks I'm the same. The mold takes my breath; the walls start to bend, While the judge, my Father, tells me to repent."