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my mind is like a puzzle but there's a missing piece

This is my entry for the "October has Mystique" contest by @WP_Poetry ! I have to admit that this is my first try EVER at writing poetry, so I don't know if it's any good, but I found it fun to challenge myself with something new. I hope you guys will enjoy it, don't hesitate to leave a comment if you have any piece of advice to give me or just to tell if you liked it or not! Thank you ♥

contest entry

A space for jolting my mind's rants. Poems.

Saying the unsaid feelings Is like a bird who has released its wings Flying high and relaxin' Flying high and sorin'

A poem written for WP poetry contest

I Have reorganized my poetry works and moved all the PoetsPub collections & contest entries into this new book. A lot of them were viewed as entries and readers were gracious enough to review them there. I don't mind if you wish to read them again here (wink) and if you do - enjoy.

A sombre night, an abandoned house, a piano and two friends. Was it a good idea to explore this strange and scary place? And did the piano just play by itself!? My entry for the October has mystique contest.

" In the darkest of the hours, the brightest of the ideas light up! " Highest Rank #106 in #Poetry on 4/12/2017 Writing has always been my favourite hobby eversince I was 12 and poems top the list. Writing poems is not just an art, its a solace. Giving words to your thoughts is perhaps the best way to assuage all your pain or pent up feelings. Writing... is therapeutic. My poems are a reflection of what I observe, feel, experience or just imagine so read this and know what comes out through a person during the intense hours of thoughts ie *Poetic Hours*

The flow of my mind. Some inspired by contests.

spaces and spaces - of black lies, of broken promises - leaving me empty with so much to say to you.. will you hear me? hear me as I say - read my words from the pages of my heart and of my memories filling up my empty soul.

" I can lie just like they tell me, or I can break this crazy spell/ I can fake my way to heaven, or take my sorry ass to hell, " -Yours Truly, Me.

Just trying to make my feelings tangible.

there is no beautiful way to fall apart

The human nature is a thing of many ups and downs, much darkness and much light, and a love of life yet a morbid curiosity about death. The fickle nature of humanity lends itself well to poetry, so here I am. The Adventures of an Insomniac: Third place in �������� Poetry's 2018 July is Free contest

This book takes you on a journey filled with many referance (mostly twisted) poems taken from various stories, novels and your classic fairytales. So don't waste your time, fasten your seatbelt and enjoy the heart enthralling ride. I hope you are a fan of distorted plots so enter at your own risk. :)

A collection of musings from my heart that doesn't stick to a certain genre but mostly writes on heartbreak, depression, sadness, loneliness... of course masked under heavy abstract and metaphorical imageries. It might not be your simple poem to understand but upon re-read, you will find my hidden real meanings. I welcome you all to my poetic world.