Young as I am, I have felt and known love It has blinded me Guided me Sullied me But most of all, before all else in importance

A poem about Sungmin's engagement from Kyuhyun's POV. Implied Kyumin.

He loved poetry; but he hated it. He loved strawberries but he was allergic to it. He was everything he wasn’t, but they complemented each other. 

I don't want to disappear

Written for my precious angel, Luhan

Yoongi waxes poetic about Jimin's back dimples. 

Sehun asks the members of EXO what love is. Only one of them has the right answer.

Because I just can't stop writing Yoonmin poems. 

A girl who goes through life wondering if she really belongs. She speaks poetry to herself when she questions life itself. The pain she feels everyday haunts her but only her poetry keeps her believing in a diferent time.

This is inspired by: Jeanann Verlee's 40 Love Letters (here is a vid of her performing her piece live) ((also one of her works that I love)) (((also she is one of my most favorite poets ever))) This is going to be a ton of one shots by which each story is one line from the poem which I already wrote above. (again, one of my fav

For those whose hearts got broken but still managed to be happy for the idols' dating lives.

"Here is a ring The symbol of my heart That loves you the deepest

When I first met you I Knew you were sent to Ruin me

I still have to go to school. Even after school I have to go to school. And this is how I feel about it at this point. 

This is just a letter to myself. About how I feel.

Exotic Romeos is basically about twelve young men who are looking for their Juliets. All these men have their own distinctive personalities along with the preferences of their dream girls. Note that this is NOT a dating game. This is just an expression of my IMAGINARY guys (Ro

Burning. And the smoke has no direction than up. That bothers me.

I thought about this for a while, and today, I finally got it.

DEFUNCTORUM A story in verse Where am I? This foreign place Where all that exists Is you. Only y

A poem dedicated for my ultimate bias in EXO. ^_^

none of this happens. yixing doesn't mind. really, he doesn't.

So before I started writing fanfics, I used to write a lot of poems. I don't write them all that often anymore, but I thought sharing one on here would be fun. :)

With us, it's all about pride.

  Sehun is an aspiring poet with no poetic skills at all. Luhan is his bestfriend who can't keep it a secret that he loves Sehun. Sehun has stage frieight, but has to present his poem on Shampoo infront of the enitre school. With Luhan's help Sehun will have to overcome his fear and present his poem.

"...And therefore this lesson concludes that abuse and trafficking happen in America today, to this very minute." "It happens? Here? In America? I thought it was only in - " "You didn't know?" She doesn't know.

A story bound reminiscences between us, that will never exist......

If I forget then will the memory stop fading?

Leviticus 20:13 - "If a man lies with a man as one lies with a woman, both of them have done what is detestable. They must be put to death; their blood will be on their own heads."   Romans 1:26-27 - "Because of this, God gave them over to shameful lusts. Even

Hey-yeom guys!!! I got another poem for you~~~!!!! I hope it doesn't made you "corny-ish" hahaha!!! anywho... Please do COMMENT and SUBSCRIBE!!!!  

I want to live in a world in which they do not take me, dead or alive.

this is my 15th apple couple fic and is very much my preferred style of writing. like every fic i write i have poured my heart into this story. i love daragon and i love poetry, and i hope to share them with all of you. i hope you love them too=)

Finally posting some of my works so nervous please be gentle

Another poem (^-^) enjoy

Not a fanfiction :) plz don't get too mad XD. I just love writing poetry. 

— Collection of poems. Made out of the roots.  Feelings surged out of the blue. —

My personal view of the world.

Lee Jinki was never Onew. Onew was never Lee Jinki.

I am fifteen, I go home to a place that has a roof, two parents, and freedom. Both of my parents have never laid a hand on me or each other. I am an only child, and I have many rights and privileges in Am

I am fifteen, I go home to a place that has a roof, two parents, and freedom. Both of my parents have never laid a hand on me or each other. I am an only child, and I have many rights and privileges in Am

Haven't you heard of Noah's Ark, the story where God finally was wrath to punish us all? That story is a lie. God doesn't punish us.

You have 59 seconds to live, starting the first word ago.

This is not Sparta, this is art.

What is a woman? To me, a woman is I. And sometimes, I just dislike women.   No hints of feminism here. Just all the s

Fire. One of the most powerful findings of man. The foundation of many other inventions of modern time. Without it, would we have been anything?

Let me bring you back where it all started. Where I started. Adoption. It's a part of me that I can never run from. Because my past r

If all smiles meant something good, why, we'd be the luckiest planet in the nothingness of the universe. God wouldn't destroy us. Because even He wouldn't know we are all sinners.

To not say a thing when you could. To not speak out against evil. To not put those words into action.

I can't keep myself from these bursts of inspiration. Or maybe these bursts of inspiration can't keep themselves away from me. Either way.   Death is horrible until we can get something out of i

Floods of thoughts rush into my head but I can only sift out small phrases. And I fear for the day when these thoughts will all stop.   Parallel to

I can't seem to keep myself away from poems. No matter how much I claim to not enjoy them. Maybe it's because like poems, I think in symbols, not thoughts.  

I never really liked poetry. And I don't have a flair for it. But here's more

Let us not befall. (To the victims our own worlds makes us.)

Poetry wrecks or heals the soul; a couple words can represent a nation. But inspiration powers the world.

A seclusive being. A being whom works to sacrifice for the happiness of others. Or merely a being tha