Category: micropoetry

Alter

Let us fucking prey

Fled

He uses so many girls to replace the one that ever really mattered. I was gullible enough to fall into his traps. But the world he creates isn't real. He's a monster.

Winter Blues

Tis the season

Lists

Themes of death, possible trigger warning (irony)

Bad

'Some girls have all the luck, some girls have all the pain, some girls get all the breaks, some girls do nothing but complain'...

Druid

I might be his druidess but he is stubborn to his own demise

Timekeeper

Tick-tock (a 10 second story)

Exiled (Again)

Fun fact: I have been referred to as "a cub" cuz I never look my age (forever young). The poem suggests I never act my age either and I would concur...

She

Her beauty is misunderstood but not by me.

A Micro Story

A micro-story in under ten words.

Steel

Regrets and sorrow

Cursed

Is there anyone real out there?

Carcinogen

Like a fucking yoyo we are but if I wanted a fag, I could pop down to the store...

Moving On

Found my courage. It was missing like your love.

Twilight

This love was his to cradle

Tied To My Love

Sometimes, on a good day, I see his love. (I dipped my toes in non rhyme).

Hope Nope

Hope is a dead star

Writers

Nothing is real. I cannot feel.

The Day I End

Maybe today is the day I find my courage

Middle

I'll take the middle of try; that's where you are.

The Trouble With Forever

Commitment issues are his running shoes

Over It

A 3 a.m. micropoem of eternal longing

Necklace

Where do I put the love?

If

If only I could stop loving you...

Writings On My Wall

Stuffs. Micropoetry mostly. Writings I hadn't intended to share. Trashy treasures.

Webs

I put up with alot of bullshite

Identity

Just a little poem about ego

Sycamore

Simply a sweet micro-rhyme.

He’s Wonderful

A micropoem but never micro-longing.

Pastures

A 4 a.m. micropoem because I woke up needing you.

Percentages

Pesky numbers

Wanton

People always have the wrong expectations of people they never give a chance to know. And yet we carry that burden.

Carat

I gift him poetry instead of gold

Babel

I needs any and all. GIVEMAH