A poem that captures the collision of joy, grief, physical pain and the unpredictability of living.

A Kingdom in Flames is a visceral poem about chronic illness, invisible pain, and the relentless war beneath the skin.

The following poem was created based on a prompt :"Afterthoughts". Past the Fifty Seconds I'd like to know your thoughts, your afterthoughts, what lingered when the evening let us go. I walked

Discover a poem about how Magnetism, Chaos and Acceptance shape the world.

Your cruel, voracious lips devour me silently into the darkness of the room, while I'm asleep. Your gentle touch awakens me, gives me the thrills. This ain't a regular romance where the bride and groom

It has been a while since I have touched my camera and took any photos. Maybe too long! Like most of the people I know, I usually rely on my smartphone to immortalize any fun, interesting or grand moments.

Life is a complex tapestry of experiences, emotions, and interconnections. From the grandeur of nature to the depths of human emotions, we witness a delicate balance that governs our existence. We have

Life is a remarkable journey, filled with moments of joy, love, and countless memories. However, woven into the fabric of our existence is an inevitable truth: the loss of loved ones. While death is an

Dear Lil, If my heart could talk, would have lots of stories to tell but none of them would be as good as ours! Turning from an insomniac into an aphrodisiac; my pulse goes high, I lit up, victims of love,

When you awake, bereft and alone, Loneliness grips you, a relentless drone. Questions swarm your mind like champagne's bubbles, Each one popping, leaving you in troubles. Who stood by your side when you

​ Un gand despuiat si descult alearga la tine, se-ntreaba suav cum de doar tu poti sa descrii in cuvinte un taram de carmin fluid si ocru, unduind neincetat, nascand noi povesti, destine unite-n priviri

Navigating the challenges: The Negative Implications of a Long-Distance Relationship within the Same City Love knows no boundaries, they say. However, when it comes to relationships, physical proximity

In lands afar, where shadows dance, There roams a wanderer in a mystic trance. Known by many names in diverse tongues, An enigma, a shadow without a voice or a name . Through ancient forests and desert

In our modern world, where artistry thrives, A tale unfolds, of two creative lives. They dance together in the fires of passion, Their souls entwine, a harmonious expression. Two artists they are, each

In the realm of shadows and ancient lore, There lived a woman, modern to the core. But deep within her, a secret did reside, Whispering tales of a mystical guide. In this life, she walked the path of the

In the twilight's hush, where shadows dance, A weary old woman stood, lost in a trance. Her hair like silver, her eyes deep with age, She wandered the path, a soul trapped in a cage. The Devil appeared,

We are made of light and darkness, of love and hate, of joy and pain; We're born to learn, love and fall, to heal or hurt, to lose or gain, live our lives without restraint. We have a choice in every spark,

As he walks through the door, she's heavy with sorrow, her heartache is palpable, it's depth, hard to swallow. She's had enough of story, being a second choice; though she quiets her voice, trying to fit

Woman: In the depths of my pain, I am consumed by sorrow, And the loneliness drives me insane, As if there's no tomorrow. Devil: Oh, dear woman, why suffer so? Why bear the pain when I can offer A life

The fire within, it burns so bright, A burdened soul, seeking flight Away from pain, away from strife Yearning for a different kind of life Without the needles' sting, the numbing, the shocks and tremors;