incalescent.highest rankings#1 in deeppoetry#1 in teenpoetry #2 in black poet #3 in poem collection#1 in prosecollection#3 in prose #2 in free verse #2 in borderline personality disorder#4 in poembookfirst poetry collection (2021-2022)*images come from pinterest. creds to the owners*
a short collection of scattered imagination verbalised into words. a love story in different parts.©️ all poems belong to me.- cover: honeysuckle illustration from vectorstock- i do not own any of the pictures in this book.HIGHEST RANKS- - - - - - - - - - - - - - -🌼 #1 in puisi🌼 #2 in poesie🌼 #7 in sajak🌼 #8 in prose
This prose-poetry chapbook explores themes of clouded judgments, devotion and deconstruction, and cotton fields where a belief in purpose and a belief in freedom no longer align. New poems released every Thursday at 9PM MST/11PM EST.
"Writing my soul in the form of poetry."They say if you'd wish to know more about a poet, you should read their poems - because that's where their hearts are poured into.This book is a collection of poetry (and prose) that I wrote to express all my feelings and thoughts that were left unsaid; all the bottled emotions I never emptied; and all the words I always wished to tell but didn't have the courage to.Happy reading
"Like rain, I fell for you." In which a man who has waited for a woman on a rainy night finds love in a woman on a rainy night. [[when it rains, it showers tears and love.]]FEATURED by @WattpadChickLitIN (QuickBites reading list), @WattpadShortStory (TissuesAdvised reading list) and @StoriesUndiscovered (for August2021)2021©teaniksa. all rights reserved.
indomitus. trigger warning.highest rankings#2 in blackpoetry#2 in prosecollection #2 in streamofconsciousness ninth poetry collection (2024)
these words are a series of strokestrying to replicate a vignette worthy of your ever hoping, ever kindred, ever implacable soul.wings of smoke & air copyright © 2020 by celestine quiascover illustration © elisa talentino
for the ones who used to love me, the ones who broke my heart, and the one who loves me now.and for you. for all of you. ~catarine hancock's debut poetry collection. covering topics like love, heartbreak, feminism, growth, and more, these select poems from her book will tug at both your heartstrings and your mind.
here's a bit of the world in my palms: all the aches, the wounds, and the anger.salt, honey, & teeth © 2020 by celestine quiascover illustration © marie muravski
Creeping into her mind like an unwanted visitor , Strangled thoughts as known as a stranger ,Begging for freedom, crammed under one signature: A n o n y m o u s//Random Thoughts //Beautiful cover by @LimeLight_Stealer xx
Prose and poetry about music, love, heartbreak, survival and all of the places they intersect.
A poetry of insanity•I know you're reading this for fun, but it isn't Fun at all•Highest Rank: #1 in poetry - September 2021#2 in poetry - January 2020
This poetry book was written having multiple narratives, lots of happiness and healing, lots of aching and low points.I choose the title "sincerely October" to capture being authentic.
Discover the life of Tywona Dupree better known by her street name Juicy. In the world of prostitution; she falls for one of her clients. A preacher boy that goes by the name of Devon Garamond. When Pimp Daddy Vince finds out that this Preacher is trying to convince his Prostitute to stop turning tricks. He is led to pull the trigger..._\____________________,,__..../ '--│││││││││----------------------_].../_==o ____________________.....),---.(_(__) /....// (\) ),------...//___//../'----' / ..../____ / ... .💋💄 "...Seductively dressed Prostitute at it's best I wore red lipstick so that when my lips pressed... It pressed leaving a mark on my lovers chest. A sign of success. I successfully made him....her...my victims. My closest to my flesh & I'm worthless to them yes, I was Juicy. Underneath Sheets..." -Tywona aka Juicy...................................................................................................................................................................This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. ................................................................................................................................................................... © 2017 Jalissa Carter🏅Goals Reached:-First scene published: Sept. 5, 17 -1k reads received: Oct. 15, 17- Most Impressive Ranking in the Women of Color category- Awarded at #131 in the Street Lit category
"A part of me has always wanted to be punished, to experience pain at its highest degree, and to be ripped apart in every way possible for surviving the crash. But I was stupid for not knowing the extent of that wish; for not knowing that pain isn't always sharp and fleeting, bloody and easily relived. Except, It's well-orchestrated and cunning, unexpected and permanently disabling. It's mental and emotional turmoil, Love in its darkest, ugliest of forms.... and for someone who you never thought capable of inflicting it, it is the sweetest form of revenge. They say love makes you do crazy things, but trauma--trauma is one hell of a bitch."--A.J. ***********Brown Sugar X Euphoria. Twenty-one-year-old Alaina Joseph is undeniably lost after surviving a fatal car crash that leaves her fatherless. With two of the most important men in her life fighting for her attention, her survivors' guilt eating away at her, and the surmounting pressure of being a college junior...what will happen once she finds out her past is very much present, and out to get her?***********An honest, raw, poetic tale of Descension.
Puede que en algún momento, después de un "te quiero" no venga un "y yo a ti". Quizás dejemos de decirnos todas esas cosas buenas para echárnoslas en cara. A lo mejor llegamos al punto de no retorno, o a lo mejor ya hemos llegado y sólo estamos tratando de volver. En el momento en el que tú decidas entre ella y yo, parará de ser igual. Dejará de doler, sí, pero no estará curada la herida. Bastará con que se te vaya ese brillo de los ojos, con que pares de comerme con la mirada. Será suficiente con que dejes de verme como me ves... Y cuando llegue ese momento, sabré que tengo que irme. Y me iré. Rota pero en pie, como el momento en el que el balón impacta contra el cristal, y sabes lo que pasará. Y cuando ya estemos lejos puede que te supere y puede que no, pero tú me dijiste una vez que el amor no es eterno. Así que espero poder sacarte de tu habitación en mi corazón, y no encontrarte ahí de nuevo cada vez que nos encontremos por una calle estrecha de más. Sólo necesito que seas feliz. Aunque no sea conmigo, quédate cerca. Te quiero ver vivir.
D̴̘̦̠̒͠͝o̸̝̫̺͛̀͠e̴̢͕̝̽́̚s̵̝͕̝͐͘͝ a̸̢͕̓̈́͜͝n̴̞͓̪̈́͐y̵̢̫͓͊̔̒ö̸̦̘́͊͠n̸͉͓̓͛͝ë̵͓͉́̓ r̵̡͔̓̈́͝e̵͓͍͎͛̿͒a̴̟̺̾̽́l̸͔̦̝̈́͒͝ĺ̴̢͍͎̾͝y̵̦͙̪͑̾̐ h̸̡̢͍͋̽͛a̴͙͙͚͒̚̚v̸͉̦̾͋̔͜e̵̡̘͙͒͆͛ a̸̺͙͆͊̈́ ś̴͔̻̦̔̚o̸̠̘͓͆̓͛ǘ̵͓̘͋͝l̵̢͓̒͘͜?̸͕̟̟̓̈́͝August 12, 2021: ALSO, DON'T TRY POSTING IT AS A REAL BOOK. THIS IS JUST A PRACTICE ONE SHOT FOR MYSELF AND MY FRIENDS. SO, YEAH NONE OF THE SHIT WILL MAKE ANY SENSE. SOME ARE OLD LIKE 2019 OLD. SO YEAH.This is just a random personal writing thing progress for me. It's cringy beware. Feel free to turn back now. Okay, this doesn't deserve any reading. If ya think my trash is good enough to make a fanfic. I don't know..comment? Message? Honestly some of these are like one shot (or real stories) of mostly (not really my) ocs or (friends'). Also, Maybe y'all can use as reference I guess. I'm still editing (some of the) pages.Yeahhhh.. the reason why I put the title as the smile book is because making short stories makes me VERY happy
A collection of my poems written whenever I'm in blight.Ranges from rhyming lines to spoken words.mostly about life though, but not focused on.I hope you enjoy.Don't forget to vote for your favourite. I'm open to your views.Enjoy