Poetrycompilation Stories

"Never lose hope. Never give up." This is a book of all my poems I have written. The poems here are of many kinds, some happy, some sad, some about nature wher...

"Poetry is the rhythmical creation of beauty in words" - Edgar Allan Poe

a compilation of random tagalog or english poems i made in the past few years that i managed to find + the new ones

Tasting Palms: a poetry collection. Many of these poems are written to you: a girl I haven't met yet. Some of them are ungiven gifts to those in my past. #263 in "B...

All the unsaid shits inside us

academic poem compilation

Writing a poem has no limitations. This would be the compilation of poems with no titles. This is "Unsubjective". -urlivingmerman

When life is an observation of others and a contemplation of oneself Darker moments captured in words full of pain and loneliness Happiness trapped inside the phrases fu...

JOE ELLAH whose real name is Joseph Jasper Ellah is here again with another heartfelt Poetry Collection titled PONG 4 to the critical acclaim and delight of poetry lover...

Cruise. Take a Ride with me.. in my Train of thoughts! No Rules. 🌹

Time will never meet an end when the domesticated does not wish to be a wild flower whose charm lies in its rough edges. A flower that remains alive even if stepped on.

It is said that there are about 5 sextillion grains of sand on the planet. It took me 350 million seconds to find the single grain that spellbound me; and will probably...

When life is an observation of others and a contemplation of oneself Darker moments captured in words full of pain and loneliness Happiness trapped inside the phrases fu...

HIGHEST RANKING #5 in poetrycompilation (06-08-2020) #9 in unsentletters (06-08-2020) #11 in openletters (06-08-2020) #21 in prosepoetry (06-08-2020) Into The Wounds is...

A Collection of poems examining the nature of circles. The cyclical behavior associated with illness, habits, and coping mechanisms.

A compilation of my best poems written during the month of August.

Poetry and prose for the poets out there eager to get their helpings of more and more of the written page...because there is never enough ink to satisfy the soul.

&& roses are dead tears were shed ink hasn't spread word left unsaid i'll end up bleeding due to the lamented voices inside my head

Club flow is unlike any other poetry club in Atlanta. Enter if you dare and let these poems overtake your emotions and mental state.

Btw, how are you, Madam? Hope you're doin' well. If you have any problems or you want me to help you, Don't hesitate to tell. from happy with you, to happy for you. - Mu...