#3octoberprompt

i had a dream last night - one of those that feel strangely meaningful once you wake up, that you try to every detail of in search of a message. i don't know why but recently i've been having these dreams more and more often and i wonder if t...

The rustling of leaves, And you’re in my tea The kind of daydream that persists, In the background noise, unruly sea The wicked winter storm comes tomorrow And you’re covered in mushrooms Could we ever know sping’s bellowing robes If our blizzards of blues knows no blooms? The jam is cold and sta...

‏‏‎ ‏‏‎ content warning: ranting, dark and sad themes. ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ my daily routine is as follows: i wake up with disdain and anger and guilt towar...

the thought that one day, i’ll be the opposite of what i hope to become had often plagued my dreams. what often starts as a gem melts with obsidian, and it will only be a matter of time until it would crystallize into a nightmare. perhaps it was a subconscious effor...

Hey all! This is my third poem from the October Prompts! It took me a while longer to figure this one out, but I think it turned out okay. I did a much different tempo with this one, one I'm less familiar with, but I hope you guys like it! In my head, it reads a bit more like a rap than my oth...

i am afraid that i will forget the essence of my whole being —my ion, desires, ambitions in the age of time; that the memories i made, the people i care will have no remembrance of me of our bonds and relationships; that no matter how much of an ...

trigger warning: mentions of death. To dissipate like the waves that never reach the shore. To melt like the snow that never greets the ground. To be like the river that is lost in the valley and never reaches the sea. There is something sorrowful about flower...

Tossing herself from every tree Lost in her mind As she leapt in the setting pace Her fear of an unfulfilled dream Her feet having brought her To the little hideout alike clockwork while her mind ticked away hearing them jerked her out her siblings’ laug...