bleeding past this crippled existence, here she weaves a plexure of black holes...
Dedicated to @violette for the loss of her grandfather and to @themiddlechild @gachaquotes @itz_foxxyy and any other victim of the recent unfair harassment: a poem to express my closeness to you in t...
I wanna die again, what a surprise dad's playing games while I ball out my eyes
guess who’s back on commaful! hope you enjoy :)
Inspired by Simon Armitage's 'Clown Punk'; which is a great poem
“In the lion’s den, petals fall and smiles scream.”
Mirror poetry; wishes on petals: an innovative retelling about the Mad Hatter.
“i wish you told me you're hurt before you were too blinded by it to realize you were hurting me too. “
“𝘖𝘯𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥...”
A villanelle about trust, about love, about family. Of siblings and brothers in arms torn apart.
About an innocent boy who was forced to be another person. A person who turned to crime.
Bitter truth poem !
Give it a read and lemme know your opinions in the comments' section....
Lately my mind and my heart is a mess, so forgive me if this one and its format is too.
This one is special to me because it's about a love that I can't have. I know a plethora of people can relate. It's a story I wanted to tell through rhyme, and please feel free to interpret it however...
bleeding past this crippled existence, here she weaves a plexure of black holes...
Dedicated to @violette for the loss of her grandfather and to @themiddlechild @gachaquotes @itz_foxxyy and any other victim of the recent unfair harassment: a poem to express my closeness to you in t...
I wanna die again, what a surprise dad's playing games while I ball out my eyes
guess who’s back on commaful! hope you enjoy :)
Inspired by Simon Armitage's 'Clown Punk'; which is a great poem
“In the lion’s den, petals fall and smiles scream.”
Mirror poetry; wishes on petals: an innovative retelling about the Mad Hatter.
“i wish you told me you're hurt before you were too blinded by it to realize you were hurting me too. “
“𝘖𝘯𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥...”
A villanelle about trust, about love, about family. Of siblings and brothers in arms torn apart.
About an innocent boy who was forced to be another person. A person who turned to crime.
Bitter truth poem !
Give it a read and lemme know your opinions in the comments' section....
Lately my mind and my heart is a mess, so forgive me if this one and its format is too.
This one is special to me because it's about a love that I can't have. I know a plethora of people can relate. It's a story I wanted to tell through rhyme, and please feel free to interpret it however...