Prose Stories

S O W E D: Words planted to grow into love. Highest Rank - #1 in POETRY The bravest thing I've ever done was not forgetting how to love myself when everyone else did

Grab a basket and leaf through thousands of hand plucked names with meaning! 🧺🌷 𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕'𝒔 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒇: Female & Male Names Surnames 𝑮𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 �...

a collection of poems

In the end, we are all human, and that's what matters. A book filled with poems about life that everyone can relate to #1 prose #1 poetry collection #1 poem book #1 m...

Could you fall in love with someone you never met, saw or spoke to? Sounds unlikely? *** Ella is an overworked college student wh...

"Our lives, our sweet dreams." This is my collection of short poems and prose about the story of life and dreams. Cover made by: "Book Cover Maker"...

My brand-new second poetry chapter is out now. This chapter is the result of countless hours spent reflecting on my deepest emotions. This one is different from my first...

Writing of my suffering, Writing of my life, Of all the hope; lost and found, Of all the painful strife. Writing just to cope, Writing just for fun, Writing so I kn...

At night, she pulls her blanket to herself, takes her pen, and remembers every detail in her life. She had a lot to write about her regrets of the past, her doubts of th...

A collection of poems I've written. Poems that help me process my feelings whenever I'm having a hard time.

it will make sense in the morning.

I would rather get drowned in your waves , Than even trying to step back.

and those unspoken words I'll turn them into poetry [Disclaimer: I published this around 6th and 7th grade so expect some cringe content] All Rights Reserved 2017

If you want to read without the commitment, this is the perfect book for you. You can open it and read a few excerpts once in a while, or you can read it in one go. The...

Poetry, prose, and an open letter for you.

There are things we wish we could scream, but don't. Words we swallow. Wounds we hide beneath the smile. This is a collection of those poems stitched from pain, heavy di...

watch my life decline and then have a redemption arc

i gave a boy a lavender sprig and he returned me with a kiss. ©achillics

- A poetry collection - Rewritten from 2017 @All Rights Reserved

Just a place to dump all of my thoughts.