Feelit Stories

This is the other side of the story, based on the song "Feel It" by 21 Savage. https://youtu.be/FY4Qa9iLdp4 < link to song. Recommend, before reading.

Have you ever felt pain like never before? where it all just hurts and you are just numb all over. we can't run from pain. we must feel it in order to move on. this stor...

Joseph. He was the one. Joseph. Can't leave him behind. 🤎

💙💜💛💚♥💖

".... and she writes her self down"

A wish or prayer, appeal or beseeching for all. For all who suffered and suffer from the illness which strangles the World. For all who are lonely, confined, inside, afr...

It's a poem 'bout a boys feeling towards his girl..he's a very introvert kinda guy..nd used to speak very less.. but his girls used to understand his silence his way of...

This is a collection of poems of mine about nature. the cover was painted by me, so it looks weird, but i wanted something of my own ...so had no choice

Hey there! This will be my second book. I decided to start writing this one because i tend to write differently whenever I listen to my favorite songs. So here we are!

Some words that just comes from the heart and are touched by others love

A poem about me sort of.

I write to confess my feelings. For your information I'm not really good in English.I'm just a newbie.Enjoy!!..and thanks for supporting me!!..

Hey! Do you think that night is your friend too🤔🤔 Are you a selenophile ?✨✨ If yes, then this poem is for someone like you.. 🤗🤗 Enjoy and please give your feedbacks�...

A collection of short poems framed to make you feel the core of it. Some are painted in the colours of present while other wear a cloak of nostalgia, some sparks the imp...

No need to understand it, Feel it Poems by Charlie Seven

Poetic Poetry

Love. What is Love? A Boy and a Girl? A Kiss? Holding someone dear to you close and whispering into their ear sweet nothing's? I don't know. I knew I was different. Whe...

中/Eng 百花齊放，而牆角花亦隨之盛放。 藉此書訴說牆下的各種生活點滴、喜與悲，鑽研各種令大家至少成為loner not loser的建議，勉勵邊友自救。 就是牆角花也要盛開！🤸‍♀️🌷🌠 There's once a kind of isolation. And pieces of forgotten memories. ...

Its life