Divergent_Samurai

My third book in this installment of idiocyThis might be the last but it might not be I haven't decided…

Gagassatrya

"Alone" is a mesmerizing collection of poetry written by the talented poet GR Satrya. Within the pages of this enchanting book, Satrya explores the depths of solitude, unraveling the intricate emotions and introspective journeys that come with being alone.With a unique blend of lyrical prowess and raw vulnerability, Satrya's poems transport readers into the intimate moments of solitude. Each verse is a captivating glimpse into the human experience, inviting readers to reflect on their own relationship with solitude and the profound insights it can bring.Through his evocative words, Satrya navigates themes of self-discovery, solitude's solace, and the transformative power of introspection. From the tranquil embrace of nature to the haunting echoes of the heart, his poetry illuminates the diverse landscapes of being alone."Alone" is a testament to Satrya's remarkable poetic talent and his ability to capture the essence of solitude in its myriad forms. Whether you are an avid poetry reader or new to the genre, this collection will captivate your heart and mind, leaving an indelible impression that celebrates the beauty and depth found in moments of seclusion.Immerse yourself in the captivating verses of "Alone" and embark on a poetic journey that will inspire, comfort, and ignite your own exploration of solitude.…

dawilsey

They say everyone plans the wedding but no one plans for the marriage, a problem Sam Aaron contemplates as he cautiously considers new love in the wake of a failed marriage.Sam is a musicology student and the lead poet of the irreverent rock band Whacking Poetic. Out of the spotlight, Sam and his surgical resident wife Alex perform a perfectly rehearsed lifelong duet- she manages the rigid timekeeping while he provides the song and dance. Then, over the course of a single Halloween evening in 2005, Alex threatens divorce, the band's fame train gets derailed, and Sam meets Sarah Ashbury, a whimsical singer-songwriter that would soon join the band and upend Sam's understanding of love and artistic impact. Soon, Sam's marriage becomes a dissonant fugue while Sarah's mesmerizing voice and alluring persona quicken the band's tempo. Sam's world evolves through a sonata of emotions, the first movement a dirge of atonal uncertainty that comes with marriage failure. The second movement is a harmonically suspended chorale of new love that doesn't quite resolve, but instead collapses into the third and final movement, a crescendoing counterpoint of incompatible goals. ©2015 D.A. Wilsey…

poshitha97

"Eternal Echoes: Verses of Transformation and Forgiveness"Dive into the enchanting world of "Eternal Echoes," a mesmerizing collection of verses that weaves a tapestry of transformation and forgiveness. Within these poetic realms, the echoes of time converge to illuminate the profound journey of the heart-a journey marked by evolution, healing, and the liberating embrace of forgiveness.In each carefully crafted verse, emotions are sculpted into delicate forms, resonating with the ebb and flow of life's currents. Themes of brokenness and renewal intertwine, inviting readers to traverse the labyrinth of human experience, where pain is transmuted into wisdom, and scars become stories of resilience."Eternal Echoes" is a tribute to the power of transformation, where the alchemy of words ignites the spark of change. These verses are a testament to the human capacity to heal, to rise from the ashes, and to embark on a path of self-discovery. Through the prism of forgiveness, the poet's voice becomes a guiding light, illuminating the road to inner liberation and the art of letting go.As you embark on this literary voyage, you'll find solace in the harmonious blend of vulnerability and strength that infuses each line. "Eternal Echoes" invites you to witness the transformative dance of emotions, to experience the catharsis of forgiveness, and to embrace the echoes of a heart forever changed. This collection is an ode to the symphony of human growth, an exploration of the sacred terrain where echoes of transformation and forgiveness resound eternally.…

_AlwaysWriting_

""I've never understood why they're called Ghost Lights."She doesn't reply immediately. She just stands, completely mesmerized. But then she murmurs, "I get it. They are so beautiful, and I want to reach out a hand to touch them. But they are too distant for anyone in this world to hold; like ghosts.""Do you always have to be so poetic?" I ask with a small smile.She tears her eyes away from the lights, the corner of her own mouth tugging upwards. "Yes."She tilts her head back again, watching the sky in awe. The landscape surrounding us is a softly undulating expanse of grass, and we are alone in the cool night air. Just us in this empty land, stood under the brightly lit sky. As though we are the only ones left in the whole world. As though the world was made just to be seen by our eyes."It's so beautiful," she whispers."Yes, it is." I'm not looking at the sky. I'm looking at her. "________________________________For as long as anyone can remember, Ansa's country has been at war with Asteria, but over the last year the situation has been getting steadily worse. Ansa's country is collapsing - Asteria could invade at any moment, Meraki Pirates are carrying out raids in the east, and the south is being devastated by floods - and now the fate of her people could lie in Ansa's hands. Will she and her friends be able to bring peace before too many lives are lost?- If you're looking for ya fantasy story with LGBTQ+ representation (including the MC), sword-fighting girlfriends, enemies to lovers and magic, you might like this.______________________I hope you enjoy it, and welcome any feedback you have! There isn't really any mature content - only the odd swear word and fight scene.…

SibshankarRoyLaskar

"SPREADING WORLD WIDE PEACE LOVE FRATERNITY HUMANITY THROUGH POETRY""Introducing Sibshankar Roy Laskar, the visionary poet and artist hailed as India's beacon of compassion and creativity. With a profound commitment to humanitarian values, Sibshankar's poetic verses and mesmerizing artworks transcend borders, inspiring hearts and minds globally.Dedicated to promoting peace, justice, and social equality, Sibshankar's creative endeavors resonate with the universal quest for understanding and empathy. His nomination for the Nobel Prize in Literature is a testament to his unparalleled talent and unwavering dedication to using art as a catalyst for positive change.#LiteraryExcellence#NobelPrizeWorthy #LiteratureLuminaries#NobelLitNominee #MasterpieceReadings#AwardWinningWords#LiteraryGenius #NobelLitPotential#WordsmithShowcase#ProsePerfection#PoeticExcellence#NobelLitContender#VerseVirtuoso#PoetryForNobel#NobelLitHopeful#RhymeAndReason #PoeticMastery#NobelLitAspirant#VersesOfDistinction #PoeticPotential#NobelPrizeInLiterature#PoetryForNobel#NobelPoetry#LiteraryExcellence#PoetryRecognition#NobelCommittee#AwardWorthyPoetry#NobelNominee#LiteraryMasterpiece#VerseForNobel …

TheeNobleHorus

To the Seekers of Elegance and Mystery,Welcome to a world where poetry unfolds like the wings of crows, black and iridescent, bearing tales as old as the whispering winds. "Letters From Thee Krow" is an exploration of the mystic and the poetic, where words become feathers and verses become the echoes of flight.In these pages, you will journey alongside the enigmatic crows, messengers of myth, and legends. They weave the tales of forgotten realms, where shadows and secrets dance with the light of the moon. Each poem, each letter, is a feathered messenger that carries the weight of ages past, imparting wisdom and enchantment to those who dare to listen.With ink and quill, we summon the ethereal, capturing the essence of the unseen, and translating it into verses that tremble with the beauty of the unknown. These poems are bridges to distant realms, where the ordinary and the extraordinary meet in a rhapsody of shadows and dreams.May your journey through these verses be as mesmerizing as the flight of crows in the gloaming sky. For in these letters, you shall find both the sublime and the enigmatic, entwined in a dance of words that dares to touch the very heart of mystery.With quills dipped in midnight and hearts open wide, we invite you to explore this collection of poetic letters, where myth and legend converge, and where the world of the Krow becomes a world of wonder.Yours in poetic flight,Horus Noble…

mesmerizingpoet

"So, tell me.""Tell you what?""When was it you realized that you had fallen in love with me?""I'm not in love with you.""You aren't fooling anyone, L.""I'll just let you dream on.""I will."----We all know the typical boys every girl goes for in books and movies. The bad boy, the jock, the lost cause, the mystery... The list could go on forever, because it seems these days every guy is a cliche. Tori Jensen has a great plan: not to get involved with any of the cliche boys. Her plan is slightly ruined when she is dared by major walking cliche #1, the flirty jock Alex Parker, to get the attention of major walking cliche #2: the mysterious Sean Carter.As she tries to get Sean to notice her, and Alex tries to complete the dare she gave him, an unlikely friendship will start blossoming between them.A dare will become more than just a dare, and an unexpected agreement will become more than it should.Will Tori realize that books aren't always what their covers make them out to be? Or will she stick to her plan to keep herself away from cliches?…

JeremiasHD

Voy camino al trabajo pensante, las ruedas de la rutina me llevan sobre sus lomos, vamos persiguiendo el tiempo.Mis ojos se abren y entiendo que no existen límites para escribir, pero hay veces que el lápiz en mi mano se aquieta y no se puede mover, lo estanca un vacío sin palabras.En los momentos del camino de mi existencia en que he experimentado dolor, el corazón sufre, los pies se ahogan por la lluvia que cae de mis ojos y las nubes no me permiten ver el camino ni los rayos del día.Necesario ha sido el dolor, aunque siento que se disipa la vida; el dolor es el maestro de la razón.Sin dolor la soberbia que aloja en mi sangre no aprendería, ni se sujetaría, sin lagrimas que limpien la vista, no podría ver las espinas clavadas en mis piesLas caídas y los espinos en mi camino son obstáculos de sabiduría, sabiduría que le entrega tesoros a mi corazón; me habla consejos para seguir dando pasos, esquivando las piedras enemigas de los pies.En cada dolor hay una herida; he examinado la herida quitando la tierra de encima hasta llegar a la enseñanza escondida, y es mas valiosa que el oro.En los momentos del camino de mi existencia a mi alma la ha aprisionado el dolor y la ha atormentado la desesperanza, pero ella sentada en una esquina de su prisión con el lápiz dispuesto sobre el corazón, ha escrito las más bellas palabras cada letra dibujada con tinta esmeralda.La enseñanza que es fruto del dolor, es una estrella coronando la cabeza e iluminando el camino del peregrino. Jueves 23 enero 2020 8am app; camino al trabajo en bus…

myvaccumhatesme

These were written by me when I was struggling with severe depression, cutting, and suicidal tendencies.The beginning poems are extremely cringey to me, most of them are in fact, but I dont have it in me to take these down. These were my copings, these shitty "poems." Any semblance of a good poem is found towards the end of the collection. I'm going to slowly post more and more on here when I feel that I need the escape.;I sought out help on 10.31.14, and it was the best decision of my life; I would not be here if I didn't. That was after eight suicide attempts, with my ninth and final one during my recovery in the summer of 2016. I am now medicated and trying to live my life as normally as I can.I was diagnosed with severe depression, anxiety, ADHD, insomnia, and some form of mood disorder. I wanted to give up during my recovery so many times, but I have since learned to manage and to live with what I have. My serotonin levels are low, and I have learned to live with the fact that my brain cannot respond to serotonin, basically at all, we learned after testing. We also did testing for medication and it turns out that almost all medications that could help are not compatible with my genetic makeup, even ones I had been taking for a couple years and that I continue to take.When I sought out help, I was turned into an outpatient having to stay under watch. I was then packed for in stay twice: the next day, and a few weeks later. It's not peaches and candy, nothing is. It's a struggle and an ongoing one, for some people, like me, the struggle will never be over. Just because theres a struggle doesnt mean you shouldn't seek out help; a struggle with the help of others is a lot more tolerable than a struggle by yourself. Maybe things dont get better, but maybe they do. It's a bet to take that they will.…

vainillakawaiiyaoi

Brit es novia de Farah, quien la ama con locura y obsesión ambas viven felices y se aman pero no saben que Brunilda le envía regalos, cartas y poesías a su Brit y Farah amenaza a todo chico o chica que se le acerque a Brit, y Brunilda hace lo mismo pero lo que no sabe nadie es que Brunilda esta locamente y obsesivamente enamorada de Brit que oculta su lado asesino y violento con su actitud amable y gentil y Farah también hace lo mismo pero no lo oculta y las amigas de Brunilda, Gaby y su hermana Goldi también son YANDERES ocultando su locura con actitudes dulces por Fanny Fazbear y Sigfrid matando sin piedad alguna aquien se les crucé en su camino para obtener a sus amores, y Brunilda como Farah matan sin compasión y sin piedad a los seres que Brit ama incluso matando se entré ellas para que una de las dos obtenga el amor de su conejita azul turquesa ojos esmeralda Brit. Brit ¿descubrirá que Brunilda esta loca de amor y asesina por amor hacia ella para tenerla a su lado al igual que sus amigas Gaby y Goldi y también su novia Farah?lean mi primer fic de esta pareja yuri y para hacerlo más interesante pondré parejas yaoi como:BONXBONNIEXBONBenneyxBenxBenneyGoldFred y Golddy Parejas yuri:GaddanyGoldiFridaBrunilda x BritFarah x BritBonnetXBonnibelLos personajes son propiedad de EDOOCHAN…

Franksteverwhait984

Siento un ajetreo cuando te veo pasar por aquel lugar donde nos conocimos la primera vez es ahora que yo deletreo,tu nombre frente a las estrellas buscando tener que escuchar tu tarareo de la canción empecé a esmerarme para seguir con esto en eso entré siendo un amigo y termine siendo el amor de tu vida teniendo en mente que cada quien te cuenta algo diferente de mi tu eliges creer o no la confianza lo es todo es como un apostrofé,pero ahora diría que nadie es el trofeo por que no hay mejor recompensa que la felicidad ya lo hable una vez yo te lo puedo decir unas cuantas veces mas ya solo de eso me mofe, no intentó enamorar solo intento ser yo al expresarme si tengo que confesarme que soy un romántico más lo tedioso que puede ser no pensar en algo durante un rato en un intento de seguir tus pasos solo filosofe,tal vez me quieras en otra vida aunque soy consecuente sigo mirando hacia arriba solo empecé a deslizar mis manos sobre esa bella escultura quisiera poder decir que no todo es una pérdida de tiempo como quisiera decirte que pensé diecisiete veces en confesarte que me gustaste, pero hoy es como un recuerdo mis expresiones y mis opciones de ser directo estoy mas claro con lo que tengo al frente tanto que hice un desgaste, pero ahora es diferente vivimos las momentos intentó jugar con tu nombre pero no me sale mas bien me resulta un poco ortodoxo quien se ponga en un ring agarre los guantes porque hoy te agarraré como un saco de boxeo mis palabras son profundas más eso no hay comparación me pides una dirección es mejor hacer que veas el camino completo para que no te pierdas la próxima vez.…

dreamwriter90

Collection of dark poems upon dark love, gothic imagery and fantasy realms and creatures.…

WrathOfPoetry

In a world of mystery and wonder, where the unknown beckons and tempts us, humans struggle to find their place. The allure of the abyss that stares back is undeniable, its depths shrouded in mystery, waiting to swallow us whole. But in this darkness, there is also light, a glimmer of hope that drives us to surpass our limits. As we teeter on the edge of despair, a hero rises from the ashes, bearing the torch of hope, a beacon shining in the night, guiding us towards a brighter tomorrow.And so it has always been, the eternal dance between hope and despair, a constant tug of war between light and darkness. The world is a vast and sometimes unforgiving place, but it is also full of surprises and wonder. From the tallest mountains to the deepest oceans, from the most bustling cities to the most isolated towns, there is always something new to discover.In this world, heroes come in many forms - a friend who lifts us up when we fall, a stranger who shows us kindness in the darkest of times, a family member who stands by us no matter what. These heroes may not wear capes or possess exceptional power, but they embody the human spirit, that indomitable will to rise above the challenge, no matter the odds.It is in their resilience and perseverance that we find inspiration, a reminder that even in the darkest of times, there is always hope. Like the first ray of sunshine after a storm, hope is a powerful force that keeps us going, that drives us to rise, no matter how many times we fall.As we step into this world of mystery, let us remember that we are not alone. Let us hold onto the hope that heroes are always born, that even in the darkest of times, a glimmer of light can brighten our way. Let us embrace the uncertainty of this vast and unknown world, for it is this very mystery that makes it all the more mesmerizing.AN//: I WILL UPLOAD 1 CHAPTER PER DAY…

justbrooklynnn

"I was named after what they saw on the outside.Every ROSE has a thorn and mine was in fact the very "GIFT" I was "GIVEN!"I didn't notice how materialistic and mesmerized everyone was with beauty and being every possible definition of that word until it became the very definition of how people viewed me. I am not just another pretty face...Everywhere I go everyone always envies how my outer appearance flourish's with the kind of beauty they wished they could have. Also as time grows up so does my beauty; people beginning to notice me more and more all the time. My beauty makes people stop and stare and become speechless in my presence, or at least that's how it makes me feel.So here I am 20 years into my life and the only thing attached to my name is "Hey that's that girl Rose, she has such a pretty face...I wish I could talk to like her!"What's the point of beauty if no one can appreciate it??"++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++What will become of Rose? Will she ever break out of her beautiful boxed in world?Can someone come along and make her see the beauty within her inner self?+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ALL QUESTIONS TO BE ANSWERED SOONER THAN LATER! COME READ ALONG ON ROSE ROYCE'S JOURNEY OF SELF DISCOVERY AND MAYBE A LOVER OR TWO ALONG THE WAY...…

TR_ruelle423

Within the depths of darkness, a tale of sorrow and pain unfolds. Meet Freia Deinira Vlache a captivating and enigmatic woman shrouded in mystery and mischief. Once a kind-hearted soul, Freia's life took a fateful turn that led her down a path of darkness, transforming her into a formidable villainess.Haunted by the ghosts of her past, Freia's heart bears the weight of betrayal and lost love. In a world that spurned her, she was left broken, her dreams shattered into countless shards. As the pain festered within, a hunger for revenge grew, empowering her with a malevolent desire to see the world suffer as she had.Guided by an insatiable thirst for power, Freia weaves a web of deception and deceit, leaving chaos in her wake. Yet, deep within the shadows of her hardened heart, glimmers a fragment of the woman she once was. As she confronts her own darkness, she must decide whether to surrender to the villainous desires or seek redemption for her tortured soul.As the lines between right and wrong blur, Freia's choices bring her face to face with heroes, each determined to bring her reign to an end. In a tantalizing dance of wits and emotions, alliances are formed and betrayed, secrets unveiled, and unexpected bonds forged.An emotionally charged tale that delves into the complexities of pain, loss, and the blurred boundaries between good and evil. Can Freia find a way to heal her shattered heart and confront the demons that haunt her, or will her thirst for vengeance consume her completely?Prepare to embark on a thrilling journey through a world where villains are not simply black and white, but a mesmerizing blend of shadows and light. Explore the depths of the human psyche and discover if redemption is ever truly beyond reach for a villainess in search of solace.~~~~Fantasy StoryTagLishThe Cover is not mine. Credits to its rightful owner…

Desiree_Penguin

HEY !! this book is about random stuff .. like what happened to me or something ... feel free to ask me questions... whatever comes to my mind is put in the book...…