Modernpoetry Stories

"oh, they killed me! my love!" 21st century diary of tragedies.

This book includes the poems which are entirely written by me. I have this desire to share to you the products of my imagination and my pen's collaboration as I get Lost...

aesthete /ˈiːsθiːt,ˈɛsθiːt/ noun a person who is appreciative of and sensitive to art and beauty. a collection of my poems of all genres, from heartbreak to first love...

This is a collection of my poetry, which I mainly write for mediocre men I fall for. Enjoy. All poems are in english. -Cleliuz

❛ Beneath the canopy of ebony hue, 　Whispers echo and dreams anew, 　In the hush of silence, where time 　takes flight, We wander lost in 　Moonless Nights. ❜ A small cha...

Through the storm, I'm a living raindrop floating in the ocean, No more expecting for the rainbow to come. titikoma©. 2021.

❝why is it that when the story ends we begin to feel all of it?❞ ➢ a collection of poetry ∙ ∙ ∙ I stopped writing. There was no real reason for it, but for some reason...

A short poem reflecting on what goes on in this jumbled mess I generously call a brain.

Recueil de poésies / Collection of poetry. "I spilled ink all over the floor, Like I spilled my feelings all over the world." Just trying to write poetry and...

Color Palette is a collection of poems that touch upon various moods and hues of life. From romantic, sarcastic, something funny, to the ones that cannot fit under any c...

another collection of poems.

A collective poems and thoughts shared throughout #13SegitigaSenja Novel Also scattered poems all by Ryara R

i have always been a fan of social commentary, especially in the form of poetry. there are so many things that i would like to comment on in society, and i find that wri...

It's a mess, a real wicked mess in here. The mice escaped from the cage, the dog is chasing after them with a volcanic yorf. The ceiling plaster falls in raindrops after...

Our paths crossed for a brief second, a second that held a lifetime. As quick as it came it went, just as the light turned green.

"We no longer have the bright skies, And tangerine drenched windows, But a twilight soaked in white lies And consuming velvet shadows." _______________________...

An ongoing journey through mental illness and the daily thoughts and struggles that accompany it

And even then; even when the sunset painted the sky above him with five different and vibrant colors; even when its clouds would reflect in themselves the very signifi...

poems similar to those that you'd read in the local newspaper and think "that was alright." {{ALL ART FEATURED IS BY @TATTOOANSHORT ON INSTAGRAM}}