"She hugged the grandparents she thought fond of,
Not knowing she would be dragged through the rough.
As her shelter left, the grandparents smiled
Hiding their inner demented child."
"When she closed her eyes and the darkness consumed her
She knew she was trapped.
When the scratching didn't stop and her body trembled in pain
She knew she wouldn't escape."
Based on a true story.
I am back with some new poetry!
This collection does contain a bonus poem at the end, which I wrote for someone I volunteer with who recently got married. I still aim to have my poetry short, sweet but get to the point and all feedback is appreciated. Thanks for stopping by.
There's a place in my heart where poems blossom and bloom. Now, I share them with the world.
New Poetry Collection for 2021!
I've been writing down some more sharp, short and sweet poetry during the third lockdown in England to help me cope with my depression. As always, thank you again for reading my writing and don't forget to leave a comment with feedback :)
September's sometimes-entertaining, mostly-mediocre poetry.
Fayth and Mara have been BFFs since second grade.
They had always been inseparable until middle school kicked Fayth in the stomach with reality. Mara left her. No, she didn’t move, it was worse than that, she moved on. And since it had only been the two of them, Fayth was left with nobody.
While Fayth is being bombarded with homework and finding out ways to tell her newest crush that she likes him, one of the popular girls invites Fayth to her bat mitzvah. The whole grade is invited but it's still special and exciting, right? And obviously, nothing will go wrong... right? Well, little do Fayth and Mara know, maybe their friendship is salvageable after all.
A collection of poems originally written by me. I dug through everything, but could not find any more poems. I will most likely not update any longer unless I find another poem or I gain sudden inspiration. I'm proud of my work on these poems, I really am.
A few of my favorites:
-A True Friend
-The New Promise
-Don't Look Into Her Eyes
Just some poetry I've written in the past, present, and future. Sorry if it comes off as edgy or overly dramatic, I picked the better ones.
I would love some feedback on these, so I can improve this side of my writing so it doesn't come off as bad.
Love, loss, etcetera... typical poetic self-pity. A few songs thrown in too...
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