WeepingWisteria

Ahhh, thank you, @lliyah! A lot of thinking has divided the collection and what poem will go in each section. I love ghosts as memories; it's such a fascinating concept ...

Awkward compliment? I’d have to say the majority of flirtatious compliments I receive turn out ridiculously awkward. I was complaining about how I wanted to be six feet tall, and ...

Ravens and crows are the best birbs. I love my corvid siblings.

The first thought that I have is that I am in love. The instrumental is so sombre and peaceful, like a movie flashback. Excellent delivery of the lines "your secrets ...

Oh, wow . That ending came out of nowhere, and I love it! At first, the poem gave me a romantic circus vibe. A Rewrite the Stars vibe, almost. But ...

Hello! I'm just going to start dumping my stats here. Thread: Reality is a Sadist Comments: 1. Through the Thistles 2. Late Night Thoughts 3. Dream Jars (and other storied ...

This is an interesting poem. At first, I was worried it was going in a completely different direction, and perhaps it is; it's hard to tell in a good way, ...

@MailicedeNamedy hmmm.... truth.

Hey, Rida! Salvador Dali's Persistance of a Memory is an inspiring piece, and I'm excited to see another poet's perspective! The repetition of the line "who's to say ghosts aren't ...

Hello, Elinor! This poem captures the bittersweet of growing up and seeing memories in hindsight. It's almost saccharine, a particular type of rose-coloured glasses memory you try your best to ...

Hey, Lim! Your second poem, Sunset Corridor, is so peaceful. It feels warm to me, like I'm wandering down that corridor you describe and watching the sunset. Your imagery does ...

Hello, Rook! I must say, I'm absolutely in love with the powerful imagery you've written. That ending? Amazing. It's a powerful form of gore that catches you off guard. Honestly, ...

Wow! What a lovely little poem. Especially with that strong opening. Nicely done.

What if the King Thinks Themself an Idol What if the king thinks themself an idol? That their throne is spun with lies? Does that tarnish the silver in their ...

Ghost of Pitiful Memories There is a ghost on my roof It wanders in circles throughout the night Chains scraping over roof tiles Dizzying whispers sneaking through my window There ...