A documentation of young emotions on the journey into first love.

I've been working on these for a while, both old a new sonnets on the theme of dark toxic love and relationships. Love that doesn't work, love that's not good for you. Inspiration heavily taken from Shakespeare, and Edna St. Vincent Millay. Rated T just in case. UPDATED: Added some notes for context. Hoping for reviews!

Radiant and sublime with the talent to skate among the heavens but poison the well of life, such joy and such pleasure and pain.

A poem about the pain of being hurt deeply.

Every day at four in the afternoon, he sits on a park bench and waits for her.

Random poem

I had a dream about him again.

This poem is dark and not for the faint of heart. Just as a warning. Please let me know what you think though as I'm always looking for critiques to make myself a better writer.

"All around me, I feel empty Waiting for something... Anything"

It's the last thing I want to say.

In the never ending responsibility of reality, I forgot the freedom I found in writing.

She was mine.

I still remember you. Or at least I think I do.

How a young woman realizes her feelings for someone.

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A poem about him

I tried my hand at a sonnet. (The last two lines are supposed to be indented, but for some reason, that's not showing up.)

Short, simple piece I wrote during a workshop.

He is the wind and I am drifting seed.

Something that was on my mind.

The things of fire.

Sometimes peace comes when you least expect it.

A single perfect moment

It's a little Wordsworthian in nature, but I put a lot of work into it (hard to believe! It's only 90 words!) and I love it. Wrote it for my English project. Hope you like it! Read and Review!

A short poem about a Dark Angel before the fall.

keep dreaming

A poem about a treasure and an opportunity.

Memories can be hidden but they emerge now and then.

I'm sorry I'm such a mess and you're so perfect, but temptation was too much.

Thoughts jumbled in chaos...

The wonderful boy...

A poem about a former friend's dilemma with suicide.

A pile of random poetic drabbles

everytime my heart makes a beat

You and I, together in a distant universe.

We always will love that one person but sometimes, you have to say goodbye.

The canvas of my life will never be the same...

Collection about love.

I'm embarrassed to admit I ever felt even a fraction so strongly about a stranger. I still remember your name. This was written probably around 4 years ago now, found in an old journal.

Back and forth, fast and slow, dizzying.

Songfic: "Words As Weapons" by Seether. "You keep living in your own lie, ever deceitful, and ever unfaithful."

You curb my cravings.

This is a collection of poems I created. There are mentions/hints of suicidal thoughts and eating disorders in the second poem.

What's wrong with getting even?

The ink that guides your eyes to the close will hopefully guide me to you. : short poem

You lived within every callous and dimple.

Difficult and incomprehensible. Chaos and insanity.

Because why the hell would you even think of me?

Just a short poem, my first.

100 Word Halloween Drabble

You only know, I love you. PLEASE R&R!

A poem about a man who lose the woman he loved and how it changed him.

Oh, won't you sing me a song, sweet nightingale?

I write when i'm angry

How I imagine myself VS my haters

The world inside a picture for me

A poem about a girl who I do not get to talk to as often anymore.

I can now admit that I'm afraid.

Thoughts on the month of May and saying goodbye to loved ones. "It could be when the world is so sunshine-y you can hardly see the light Or it could be in the bleakest hour of the night".

When you have someone who can make your world shine bright, you know that Morning Always Comes.

The things we love most are sometimes the things that are killing us.

My first Love poem... and some love advice.

1st stanza: In the dark,/my fingers/reached/for hers. 2nd stanza: Under the covers,/we sought understanding/in each other./Of each other.

always yearning, day after day.

Sometimes it's maybes that mean the most.

Two inside one, which one does he love?

There are far too few words to describe how I feel about him.

Would you be proud of me?

Becoming the person you never want to be.

Nothing else is needed.

I get this feeling I my chest...

A love poem... I guess... it is really cheesy... enjoy.

a series of poems about him

A poem on thoughts about love or not love.

Every person has a destiny; all are important to the tapestry of time, each little thread that marks out a life, past, present and future. No person can change their fate. This was a fact, a statement that the whole universe knew, deep down inside. An unspoken law throughout time. And I broke it. Are you still willing to hear what I have to say? Then I shall begin.

The lust for life and life itself, keep it in your hands, don't let it pass by! If anything about my phrasing feels strange, it's intended. Probably. - The Kanji in the picture is the one for 'love' btw, but it's badly drawn; if any Japanese sees this: I apologise.

When the whole world crashes down on me I look up to the sky and wish I were a star... Not what you usually might call a poem. But it's not prose either. Deal with it ;)

Wishing he'd stay when you know he should go.

A short poem about someone that is close to my heart, someone that I should say I love you to more often.

Rain is my favorite type of weather so I decided to write a poem on a thunderstorm.

I miss you, I want you, but you have forgotten me.

You make me feel alive in the most deadly ways.

Our love is a fire that burns too bright and now we're over it's just too cold without you.

I'm typing my life away, even past the end.

I wrote this poem after I found myself struggling for words while I was talking to a person I knew. I could think of all the things that I wanted to say, but I couldn't get them to come out right

I was extremely nervous about sharing this but I was encouraged by some of my dearest friends to take a chance with this. It's based off events that actually occurred in my life.

No honey, don't even shed a tear for the boy. Written for a friend.

a girl and her love of writing

A poem about emotional pain.

Brief poem written about grief and mourning.

Like the star cross'd lovers, we have crossed paths.