Avaz is a poetry book dedicated to love, i.e. disappointment with the fragments that love can leave us as a legacy, but it is also directed towards warm emotions towards dear people without whom one cannot live.. Thus, the author, guided by the youthful poetic arm of the male-female poetic dialogue, balances the conflict between these two opposing camps.. Her poetry is sometimes inspired by the philosophical questions of the existence of Pandora's boxes in each of us, and sometimes they are just short notes, lines, dashes caught in the passage of time around space.
the title kinda says it all
TW there will probably be brief mentions of death, blood, mental health sort of thing, but nothing i wouldn't let my 13yo brother read
also, implied sui cide . Though, I would let my brother read cause I don't think he would get it.
Poems about life, love, spirituality, wonder, and all the other little things that are important.
Love the day
Why would my parents name me that
when they aren't here to love the day
by my side?
Did they know,
did they know that they weren't going to love the day
but fly away?
I used to hate poetry, still kind of do, but I'm experimenting and trying to broaden my horizons. Most of these are just emotion dumps disguised in metaphors.
These are a collection of my favorite poems and some favorite from my Commaful account. I hope you all enjoy them as my readers on Commaful do. Thank you for reading!
My heart’s thoughts, thrown onto paper,
turned into words, hoping it comes out right.
All life teaches you is giving and taking away and how to accept and love who you are all the while you are still growing.
Inside you will find:
This is a collection of poems through the eyes of a teenager. These contain sensitive topics such as suicide, drug usage, and abuse. If you aren't comfortable with these topics, then don't read. Thanks!
As you read these poems, understand that I was incredibly intoxicated when I was feeling these emotions and/or these events. I write poetry in hopes to reach others, I am a small writer so sharing any of my content is greatly appreciated! My poems have no description, they cannot be described by the measures of the external world.
Optimistic and Pessimistic take of the poem “a muse”
Optimism ~ My Muse
Pessimism ~ Reduced to a Muse