this is a collection of some of my poems. some of the poems are about love, life, unrequited love, sorrow, loneliness, and more. I hope you can enjoy of my collection of poems and I hope I can transmit the emotions that the poems are supposed to give.

Just some poems I wrote because poems help us heal. And vent.

The Book of Poems... But Instead Called Poems of Blossom
Brought to you by and written by a thirteen year old...
Be prepared to be surprised and...
Yes this is a book full of poems.

A book of poems that I made for fun. Each poem is different so if you dislike one then just know there are many different types. The newest poems are better then the older poems.

𝐿𝒶𝓈𝓉 𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑒 𝑜𝓃 𝒟𝑜𝓀𝒾 𝒟𝑜𝓀𝒾 𝐿𝒾𝓉𝑒𝓇𝒶𝓉𝓊𝓇𝑒 𝒞𝓁𝓊𝒷 𝑀𝒶𝓃𝑔𝒶 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒻𝒾𝓇𝓈𝓉 𝑜𝒻𝒻𝒾𝒸𝒾𝒶𝓁 𝓂𝑒𝑒𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝑀.𝒞 𝒶𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝐿𝒾𝓉𝑒𝓇𝒶𝓉𝓊𝓇𝑒 𝒸𝓁𝓊𝒷 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓇𝓉𝓈 𝐹𝒾𝓇𝓈𝓉 𝒶𝓈𝓈𝒾𝑔𝓃𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝓉𝑜 𝒲𝓇𝒾𝓉𝑒 𝒶 𝒫𝑜𝑒𝓂 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝓈𝑜𝓂𝑒𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒸𝓁𝓊𝒷 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒'𝓈 𝓈𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒹𝒶𝓇𝓀 𝒜𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝑀𝑜𝓃𝒾𝓀𝒶 

-On a bright Morning The rise M.C stretches and gets out of bed He brushes his teeth and gets leave we walks down the street until he reaches the corner waiting for Sayori as normal-

M.C: Again it's time to wait for her shes always late why do I even wake up at this time knowing she will be leaving out late 

-Just then someone loudly calls for M.C he immediately thinks it's Sayori but the Voice was Higher Pitched-

M.C!  M.C! Hey It's me Natsuki!

M.C: Natsuki? What are you doing here I thought you been was in school why you here?

Natsuki: I was on my way to school and decided to come a different route we should walk to school together come on let's go

M.C: But I normally wait for Sayori-

-Natsuki begins to pout she was rather upset about the response that he gave her-

M.C: Fine I'll just let Sayori know when she comes to school that You wanted to walk to school together

-They both begins to walk meanwhile in the distance Sayori was watching She begins to become sad at the sight of them leaving without her she starts walking a different way to school-

-In school Monika Was watching Sayori Come into school first She begins to smile softly then goes to her she greets Sayori then takes her to her class-

-The end of the day in the classroom M.C walks in and sees Sayori in the corner her eyes seem Gloomy he walks over to her-

M.C: Hey sayori sorry for not walking you to school today we can walk home together though and also what did you write your poem to?

-Sayori looks up then her eyes become bright again trying to hide her sadness She smiles softly-

Sayori: Duh I can't tell you that We just have to wait for Monika and we can read the poems to the club members 

-Just then Yuri, Natsuki and Monika all walked in Monika had a small smirk then looks at everyone she begins speaking to everyone- 

Monika: Alright members take your seats!

-Everyone sets down and looks at Monika-

Monika: Yesterday assignment was to write a poem to someone in the class and we share out instead we go to each person and share what we wrote

-Everyone gets up and Walks to each other Yuri walks over to M.C-

Yuri: My poem was for you M.C I hope you like it

-She begins reading her poem It was Nice and Timid It was mysterious and uses strong words to express herself on paper when she was finished they both talked about their poems-

-Sayori walks over to M.C and reads her poem to her she uses Fantasy words and words to express love she was excited to see M.C response-

M.C: Woah that was great and wonderful Sayori you really know how to write a poem 

-Natsuki starts reading hers She uses cute words and Cute things to express herself on palate she also drew a cute bunny rabbit in the corner of the paper- 

M.C: I didn't know you like so much cute things Natsuki That's awesome

-She begins to Puff her cheeks and looks away she calls him and Baka then goes back to her seat-

-Lastly was Monika She uses mysterious words and strong words similar to Yuri however it was a different side to it almost like it was dark and Creepy a bit M.C didn't say anything about it-

M.C: Woah this is kinda Dark but this was great Monika I didn't know you like dark things

Monika: Yes I do I love making the story dark and Mysterious it brings out the tone of the book and makes the mood great when your reading it alone

-Monika gets Up and goes back the front of the room she gets ready to make a announcement- 

Monika: As you may know the school festival is coming soon so we need to make a bunch of things happen we need a lot of Writing and lots of cupcakes are you ready to share your Poems to the world?!

Yuri: N-No I'm not ready I didn't think we need to share our poems to the world I don't think I'm ready to

Natsuki: Aw come on Yuri brighten up this is a chance for the Club to become famous it's a change for the club to become packed with new members

Yuri: Y-Yes I suppose your right

Monika: Alright M.C you will be helping Yuri out on Saturday and Helping Natsuki out on Sunday and Sayori you can help me and write lots of cool Poems

-Sayori looks sad for a bit knowing she wouldn't be around M.C like that however she brightens up and becomes happy again- 

Sayori: O-Ok!

-After the club Sayori waits for M.C she looks around and sees him but with Yuri instead she walks over to him-

Sayori: Hey are we waking home together?

M.C: Sorry sayori but today Yuri wants me to come over her house to get ready for the School Festival She wants to make some good ideas for the banners

-Sayori looks away sadly she then looks at M.C changing her expression to happy again-

Sayori: T-That's ok alright I'll see you later then 

-Sayori begins looking down then leaves M.C sees her looking down he notice she have been sad lately and haven't been her normal self- 

M.C: Sayori.....

-M.C and Yuri begins walking to her house meanwhile Monika standing in then window Watching her eyes was dark green with the same devilish smirk on her face-

Monika: M.C you will be mine one way or another Teehee~



- Exo - {Baekhyun} 
"Hello"
"Hi" I bow in respect to the person at the counter then walk around until a title ot cover catches my eye. I continue to walk around and I see a little pink book in the poems. I walk over but right before I could grab it, someone with breathtaking looks grabs it and flips through the pages and stops at one randomly and scanned over it.
"You know is better luck if you read the very last poem right?" I said grabbing a cutely familiar floral pattern poetry. The boy looks at me and scoffs a bit as I open the box in the middle.
"Then why open and read one in the middle with that one?" I turn to him and smile sweetly.
"I've read this entire book, plus I remember it all, I was just scrolling through it." He then smirks holding out his hand.
"Let me see it real quick. I'll name off a poem name and author and you resite it, wanna play?" I smile and nod and he opens it near the front choosing a page.
"Ok, Lean On The Water by-"
"Kim Hyesoon. That's her book 'Autobiography Of Death', turn it over." I smirk as his eyes widen a bit but he just cleared his throat.
"Site it"
"Day 4. Lean your body on the water and cling to it. Wear a coat woven in the waters hair. I crouched and cover my face. Let's be slant together. let's Fall in bracing each other. After I jump off it'll be your turn to jump. When I throw down the fishing line, please bite on the hook and Bob up. I'll do the same next time. Plead to. the water talks to itself more than you do. It babbles on when it's drunk. So I take the rain home. Water pours in through the window. You're about to lean on it, but the water leans on you even more." he looks at me and shocked and I just smirked grabbing the book from his hands and putting it back on the shelf where I grabbed it.
"How did you-"
"I've read it twice, amazing how I remember it huh?". I smile and he nods in amazement.
"I never remember something like that unless it's about fried Chicken." He says as we both chuckle lightly.
"My name is Heesoo, nice too meet you." I hold my hand out with a bright smile, the boy takes my hands and returns the smile shaking it.
"Baekhyun, but you can call me bacon." He spoke a light chuckle in a bright smile.
"Well, why are you here today bacon?". I smile but hold back the matter of not wanting to giggle or even laugh at the fact that he gets called bacon.
"It's my older brother's birthday in a few weeks, so I'm looking for a book to give him.". the pink book he had in his hands gently gets placed back on the shelf. I look at the books and smile.
"Does he like love poems?" I asked was a small smile but he shrugs causing me I completely lose the small smile and giggle that I had found.
"I don't know, I'm just set on love poems." He said scanning the shelf once again.
"Well, there are some good ones here if you want some recommendations?" He knows without hesitation I quickly grabbed five books I have engraved in me. 
"The love of an apple tree by Cho Yoonho, no flower blooms without wavering by Do Jonghwan, even birds leave the world poems chosen by Hwang Jiwoo, everything you're in for: Manhae's poems of love and longing by Cho Francisca, and last but not least flowers of a moment by In Ko."  I top of the books on top of each other in his hands and he just smiles. 
"You know alot." He says with an awkward chuckle and I laugh a bit. 
"I'm in my second year of studying literature. My whole life is books, I better know a lot." He laughed.
"Cute, a bookworm." I smile and nod going to the English novels and in a cute way Baekhyun, even with five books in his hands, waddled behind me.
"Hey Heesoo, you want to grab coffee with me after we buy these?" I hesitate as I've looked at the Stephen King books.
"sure why not? There's a small and great shop somewhere close to here. Sound good?"  I said as I grabbed "Bag of Bones" off the shelf.
"You read English literature?" Baekhyun asked as we walk towards the counter.
"Yeah, I learned English and study literature so it helps a lot." A chuckle to myself.
"That'll be 17$" I pull out my wallet and I pay the cashier with a smile. Seconds later she hands me a paper bag with my book in it. 
"Thank you and have a nice day, come again!"
"Of course you too, Baekhyun, see you outside." I whisper a bit then walk out the door waiting for Baekhyun to accompany me to the coffee shop. 
"Let's go." he smiles quickly and lovingly. I haven't response and off we go walking to the coffee shop around the corner. 
"Hi and welcome to board Castle, oh, hey Heesoo." My friend Kim Samuel said with a bright smile.
"Hey Sam Sam. This is Baekhyun." I turn to baekhyun and smile sweetly.
"Baekhyun go ahead and order okay?" He smiled and nodded turn towards Samuel in a quick instant.
"One iced Americano please."
"Okay, and Heesoo regular for you?" Samuel asked and I nodded.
"Pay up bitch." Samuel said and we both smirked.
"Yeah yeah." I pull up my wallet and pay for the coffee, when I turned to Baekhyun he smiles sweetly and leads the way to a small table near the back by the window.
"So you come here a lot?" He asked with curiosity swimming and his beautiful brown eyes.
"Yeah, kinda." I smile and scratch the back of my neck nervously. Baekhyun lets off a soft chuckle and taps the table.
"How about you do me a favor?" I tilt my head and question it.
"Like what?"
"Next Saturday come to the park with me. We can read together there." I felt shocked but a sense of confidence run through me in those two seconds.
"Sure."
-
It's Saturday already and I've acting like an eighth grader on her first date of her entire life. I flipped through every cute outfit and I still felt like it wasn't doing right. In the end though I settled with a bumblebee crop top, Jean short shorts, and yellow checkered vans. Sweet, cute, simple. I hear my phone ringing in those moments I panic and quickly grab it answering it.
"Hello?" I kind of yelled and it stayed kind of silent oh, my nerves then started to tingle until I hear complete laughter.
"Oh my god, Heesoo, are you ok?  You sounded scared and excited at the same time, what's going on?" Samuel mocked me causing me only to frown.
"Shut up, and I'm going on a date today." I said in the cocky tone but my smile fell when I dart dear Samuel die of laughter once again. 
"Oh my God really?! I hope he leaves in an instant!"
"Samuel!"
"What I'm only speaking my mind!"
"Well it wasn't nice, say sorry."
"Okay fine Mom! I'm sorry." He spoke with a softer voice and I once again smile to myself.
"I accept your apology, now, I have a date and he asked me to it first. Dick."
"Wait what?!  Heesoo?!" and right before I could hear much more I hang up in an instant taking a deep breath into peaceful and silent are that surrounded me now that I didn't have to hear Samuel.
"Aw, peace and qu-" I heard a knock on my door and I saw a slouching and groaning as I walk.
"What do you-, oh, Baekhyun..." I flush an embarrassment and amazement at the same time.
"Looks like someone made you mad before I arrived." he lightly chuckles and I let him inside while I grab my purse in the couch and a small sweater just in case.
"Yeah, Samuel called right before you knocked. So I thought you were him, sorry" I laugh awkwardly, but baekhyun stopped me right before we had left my door.
"You have your part book?" I smile softly and laugh a bit.
"In my purse here." I said he smiles as I pull small book out. out enough to where he couldn't see the book, but still enough to where he could tell what it was specifically.
"Ok, let's go then." he walks out the door and I follow him, of course I lock the door. We got into a nice 2017 Chevy car model and off we went. 
"You look adorable." Baekhyun said with soft pink resting on his cheeks.
"Thanks, you-" I look at him and actually become speechless. His beauty is to the max. His hair is a little messy making his dark deep brown eyes pop and a cute yet beautiful way. white sweatshirt over a black over fit shirt with blue skinny jeans and some small silver accessories. 
"You look amazing." I said still pretty much lovestruck for the boy and he chuckles sweetly even through his Rosy tinted face.
"Thanks, I went through everything in my closet."
"Same actually." I said looking at my lap as my cheeks feel a rise in temperature. 
"Well, you picked a good outfit even though You had a small panic. Also your house is cute, thanks for letting me pick you up." Baekhyun piled everything. I'm guessing he's still kind of nervous? 
"Thanks, and of course, thanks for the offer." I smiled sweetly and I could feel a bit of his wall of awkwardness crumble to my comment.
"I wanted it to be like a date so I did what most people do in movies and dramas. Pick the girl up, give her compliments, and lastly, try and have a nice time with her." I begin to slowly Google and laugh at how cutely in cliche the boy is.
"Well I'm already having fun." I giggle and lit up in the last bit of awkward wall finally fell down.
-
"Let me lay down so you can read the poems to me." We've been sitting under a tree for an hour reading and sharing lines we liked with each other and Baekhyun stole my book to read some of the poems I've Loved for years, so I'm laying in his lap.
"Have you read all of these?" he asked showing me the book pages. Marks, highlights, some notes on it. I've had that book for years.
"Uh, yeah." He giggled and Pat's my head.
"I should get you to blush more." he pointed to my cheeks and in those seconds reality hit me and I felt the heat kissing my cheeks.
"Start reading!" I yelled and he shot me a face of fake hurt. I laughed and he smiles getting his eyes glued to the book.
I close my eyes enjoying the sounds and tingly feeling I have in the pit of my stomach.  the birds singing with excitement and joy allowing them to be completely oblivious of our unreasonably harsh world. The sound of Baekhyun's soft, calm breathing mixed with the sound of pages gently turning made me happy.  happy that his breathing in the pages turning meant he liked what he was looking over, but I also counted how many times he turn the pages. I remember each poem on each page.
Page 16- an early winter letter by Kim Yongtak
Page 20- love: making a long distance phone call by Moon Insoo
Page 37- Chanhyang's last words parts 1 2 and 3 by Seo Jungju
Page 43- Natasha, the white donkey, and me by Bark seok
Those were my four favorites. each poem has its own unique story, writing, feeling, and authors. I loved this book. It has collections of great poems from newer authors and authors with such literature talent that they shouldn't be forgotten.  Baekhyun then took a stop in the book.
"Page 55, the white martial law by Choi Seungho, next page is 57, the cow by Kim Giteak." I spoke softly and almost stopped breathing as I hear the page turn and soon I felt his eyes land on me.
"You're amazing, you know that?" His voice put out in astonishment.
"Thanks, but go to page 82 and read that to me." His hand softly flip to the page that I requested and he chuckled lightly.  My eyes stay closed as they listen to his angelic voice kinda question me and a cute way.
"Physics of love by-"
"By Kim Inyook, first published in 1963."  I spoke and he tapped my forehead making me jump up and look at him with offended eyes.
"Let me read it, you asked away." He spoke softly with a playful smile.
"Let me read it with you then, we can both read it." I said and he softly nodded.
"Ok."  I layed back down in his lap and closed my eyes once again.  When someone reads to me I close my eye and all my attention goes to their voice.  When I was little the teacher always thought I was asleep, but I would quite that whole page when they asked.  So books were always my 'talent'. 
"Mass is not proportional to volume."  His voice soft, slow, and calming.  Then I go out in my lines. 
"A girl as small as a violet, a girl who moves like a flower petal is pulling me towards her with more force than her mass."  Baekhyun then softly pets my hair as he continues on.
"Just then, I am like Newtons apple."  He stopped and I smile to myself.
"I rolled towards her without stopping, untill I fell on her." And just like that we continued to take turns with book lines.
"With a thump, with a thump thump."
"My heart keeps bouncing between the sky and the ground." I went to see the last line but his voice join mine.
"It was my first love..." I open my eyes and see him staring at me. His eyes filled with some kind of sparkle. 
"Hey Heesoo, could you sit up real quick?" I didn't hesitate to move without reason.  He just stared that odd sparkle still stuck in his eyes, so I try to question him. 
"Baekhyun, what's wrong?" He stayed silent for another minute so I chose to go again.
"Baek-" in an instant his nose was lightly sitting on m cheek and his lips were gently on mine and my only reaction was to close my eyes and kiss back.  He was gentle and it seemed like it tasted sweet.  After a few seconds that amazingly seemed like a minute he pulled away and smiled as a bit of pink crept up to his cheeks.
"Heesoo, sorry I-"
"It's fine, so u like me huh?" He nodded and looked at my book that he had resting in his hands. 
"Well, I like you too."  I smiled a bit as I feel flames on my cheeks so I look away so he can't see.
"Then be my girlfriend!" His voice filled with a nervous panic and excitement at the same time. 
"Kiss me then."  And that's my story.  My beautiful love story that all started in a book store. 
-Mayji

After he posted on Weibo, the surging voices that came to curse at Zhang Ye seemed to stop!

See me or not. There will I stay, no sorrow, nor joy. What a free and easy poem! What a big-hearted attitude! Many people heaved in a mouthful of air upon seeing this! With the entire poem appearing, it gave a feeling that it was detached from all material things! It made the reader of the poem full of positive energy!

What was a good poem?

This may be what a good poem was!

Zhang Ye's choice of this poem to hit back was undoubtedly very powerful!

With this, the other side weakened, whereas Zhang Ye's neither clinging, nor abandoning fans felt their spirits enriched. They all began to shout!

SpringWindBlows: "Haha! Teacher Zhang Ye has fought back! Everyone, quickly have a look!"

WillowBowl: "Another new piece of work! Wow! This poem has a lot of feelings!"

Macho557: "None of Teacher Zhang Ye's works can be faulted! Too awesome!"

There was a person who published a long evaluation, named LifeIsABallOfFire, "I never read modern poems. I have never liked things related to art, ever since I was young. However, Teacher Zhang Ye has made me completely fall in love with literature and art, like poems. I do not know if those people cursing at Teacher Zhang Ye behind their keyboards or those so-called professional authors have any eyes! All of you are at least authoritative literature authors in Beijing. One of you is even some association's Vice President, so don't make us look down on you, alright? Even a layman like me can see how good Teacher Zhang Ye's poems are. Yet you despise it? Just because he is young? Is age a reason? Is this the method that you use to belittle the works of others? Then aren't you stooping too low!?"

"The previous poster said it well! Supporting Teacher Zhang!"

"Forever supporting Teacher Zhang Ye! Bull**** experts! Ignore them!"

"Teacher Zhang Ye's poems are popular. Look at the number of forwards. Look at the comments. Look at the search hits of every poem of Teacher Zhang’s, as well as the clicks in any major discussion forum. The eyes of the masses are bright. The market has already made its judgment. I'm curious; why would some people be jealous of Teacher Zhang's results? Must they jump out and say some words to stomp on him? Using Teacher Zhang's words, why did you give up treatment?"

With Zhang Ye taking the lead, his fans also followed him to counterattack.

The Beijing poet, Big Thunder, also commented, "Do you know literature, or do we know literature? Just now, that love poem... Does anyone know what he is saying? Do you know? Don't pretend to know if you don't understand! Literature is literature! Art is art! They are not things used to fool others!"

ZhangYeNumber1Fan came out. Ever since the Weibo war of words, this hardcore fan of Zhang Ye would not hesitate to stand up whenever Zhang Ye faced troubles. He retorted, "Then can I ask Teacher Big Thunder above, ‘what is art?’ Do you not know? Well, is art something that depends on what you say? Then what are we commoners for? Then what's the point of us poetry lovers? Literary works are things only you can enjoy? What a joke! To be a poet at such a level? You aren't even a hundredth of Teacher Zhang Ye's level! A literary work is for the commoners to see it and for them to resonate with it. They would be moved; they would have feelings. That is why Teacher Zhang's poem is so popular. This is the literary judgment by us commoners!"

There were also capable people on Weibo.

For example, a person named HDUSOS09 said, "Let me first declare that I am neutral. I do not support either side. I've been reading all day and have seen Zhang Ye's poem. I may be lacking in knowledge, but let me correct Teacher Big Thunder's evaluation. I think it is quite biased. Love poem? I do not think it is a love poem. Although the poem's text has the word affection, and even the ending has the word love, that is just something literal. If you can properly understand this poem, you will discover that this is a poem that is full of compassion. How can a person write about romantic love with a compassionate heart? That's why my analysis is that Teacher Zhang Ye had written this poem to his fans. No, actually, it should be said that he wrote this poem to everyone in this world!"

"Please continue."

"A capable person has come; please continue your analysis."

"Waiting for the capable person to analyze this poem I couldn't understand!"

A lot of comments came in below. Many of them did not understand what Zhang Ye wanted to express, but nonetheless they felt that the poem was especially carefree!

HDUSOS09 continued, "It is my personal opinion, but I think that Teacher Zhang Ye wanted to express love to the common person. He knew his work would not be accepted by everyone. Whether they scold him or dislike him, he will not be affected. He only wants to use his works to move people, touch people, help people. Which is why whether they see or not see him, he is neither sad, nor happy. Whether they follow or unfollow him, he will not discard or depart from them. Being a normal person, Teacher Zhang Ye might not be able to reach this state. But as a poet, he needs to have such an attitude. Yeah, this is what I see. I might not be correct, but this poem is so memorable and worth rereading; every sentence feels like it can make people think and reflect upon on it for a long time!"

"Well said!"

"It's informative!"

"So that's what it means! Thank you for the expert dissection!"

HDUSOS09 replied, "It not really a dissection; the poem is really deep, so even I don't have the ability to analyze it. It is just my personal opinion. Nevertheless, the truth has been proven; who says Teacher Zhang Ye does not know how to write poems? Who says Teacher Zhang Ye's poems are not works of literature or art? Don't take others as fools! I am neither an author, nor poet, but I'm still considered a literary person. If i dare to say it today, just based on Teacher Zhang Ye's ‘See Me or Not’ poem, there should be a place for Teacher Zhang in the nation's literary circle! No one can deny the quality of his art!"

"I sincerely apologize. Listening to those dog s*** Beijing Writers’ Association's Vice President and a few vocal authors, I thought they were correct. It made me post and criticize Teacher Zhang Ye. I'm so godd*mn stupid; why did I believe them at all! What professionals? In the future, I won't listen to any professional opinions! I will trust in my own judgement! Teacher Zhang's poems must be good poems! They moved me so many times!"

"I apologize, too. I was really confused just now!"

"Yeah. Who still f***ing dares to say Teacher Zhang Ye doesn't know how to write poems?"

Zhang Ye's fans who left came back again and made a scene. Zhang Ye proved his worth and, at the same time, responded back at those unscrupulous people!

But there were still scoldings.

"Bull****!"

"He only knows how to put on an act!"

"That's right! You said it so amazingly! It was too exaggerated!"

"How come I didn't see anything good about the poem? You guys are just bragging about Zhang Ye! How much did he pay you all? A dollar for a comment? You guys are so supportive with the bragging!"

"The professionals have stated their case and yet you all are unhappy?"

ZhangYeNumber1Fan could not longer stand it, "Comrades, when logic no longer works, what do we do?"

ZhangYeNumber1Fan seemed to have a good reputation and network on the internet. When he appeared, lots of trolls would respond to his callings. They had responded earlier, but were overwhelmed by the fans of those poets and authors. There were too many of them and the trolls were unable to do much. Now was the time to fight back!

"If logic doesn't work, then there's nothing to talk about anymore!"

"Let's curse! Crash their Weibo!"

"When did our troll army ever need to use logic?"

"Hahaha. Logic was never our strong point!"

"All the discussion earlier... I did not understand one bit of it. Even the poem, I did not understand it. But so what! I just godd*mn support Teacher Zhang Ye!"

"Let's attack, bros!"

"Buy watches for all of them!"

"It's time for us to attack our enemies again!"

"My large saber is again again again unable to endure the thirst!"

"Quickly gather the forces; there's nothing better than fighting our foes together with Teacher Zhang!"

Zhang Ye's troll army once again embarked on a bloody battle with their enemies. This group of people with nothing to do, who could find fault with anything, were bloodthirsty. Nothing could stop them. To them, this was the joy of living.

The opponents' fans were awed by Zhang Ye's "See Me or Not". Some of them even quietly logged off. They knew that they were behaving vexatiously earlier. A person who could write such an awesome modern poem, how could he not know how to write poems? But many of them still supported the teachers of the literary circle. To them, Meng Dongguo and the others were the seniors, Big Thunder and the others were the real professionals on poems. Since they rejected Zhang Ye's literary upbringing, then they must be right!

Two sides cursed each other, but there was no clear outcome.

Close to 12 midnight, most people had logged off. After both sides came to a standstill, Zhang Ye's modified poems were scheduled for an appearance!

There was "The Song of the Stormy Petrel".

There was "Flying Bird and Fish".

There was also "A Generation".

Everyone was more than happy with Zhang Ye's modified poems. This was something started by Zhang Ye, because no other writer had ever modified their own works for arguing!

"Proposing to me, or not. There will I stay, no sorrow, nor joy..."

"Marry me, or not. There will your mom always stay, sometimes sorrow, sometimes joy..."

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Ye's "See Me or Not" Weibo message had been forwarded more than 2,000 times. There were more than 10,000 comments. Regardless of it being questioned, this poem had gone viral!

"Where's Teacher Zhang?"

"Our standards are limited. Wishing for Teacher Zhang's modifications!"

"Hahaha, that's right. Every time Teacher Zhang modifies his own poems, he does it so well!"

Seeing this, Zhang Ye heeded their summons and came forward. Again, he displayed his self-mocking spirit and posted a new Weibo message.

"Fan me, or not. There will I stay, no sorrow, nor joy."

"(Thread) Bumping me, or not. There will people stay, no coming, nor going."

"Reply me, or not. There will the thread stay, no increase, nor decrease;"

"See me, or not. There my poem stays in your Weibo, no discarding, nor departure;"

"Come to my Weibo, or let me go to your Weibo. Forwarding with serenity. Comment that's all!"

This was one of the modifications of "See Me or Not" in Zhang Ye's world. Zhang Ye felt that this was most appropriate to obtain fans, so he sent it out.

When everyone saw this, they were in stitches!

"I've already fan-ed!"

"Must fan!"

"Teacher Zhang is too cute!"

"I love you, Teacher Zhang!"

"So well-written! Hilarious!"

"Teacher Zhang can always spare no effort to publicize himself in the best method! And he doesn't even show a trace of that!"

"The critical thing is his magnanimity. Look at what sort of spirit Teacher Zhang has! He can make jokes and mingle with us. Look at all those Beijing literature bunch of so-called authors and poets. All of them are as if they are all so high and mighty!"

"That's right!"

"As expected of Teacher Zhang to be cute!"

"Teacher Zhang is the greatest poet in my heart!"


Zhang Ye was originally a mundane college graduate with aspiring dreams to become a star, but unfortunately has below average looks and height. However one day, he woke up and suddenly found himself in a parallel world! 
It’s like the same world, but wait a minute…many brands, celebrities and even famous works from his world changed and are gone in this new world! Armed with the profound literary knowledge of his previous world and a heaven-defying Game Ring that gives him magical items, stats and skills, Zhang Ye embarks on a journey to pursue his life-long dream of becoming famous!
Follow Zhang Ye as he takes the new world by storm, one plagiarized piece at a time, to hilarious reactions!

zelk pov

I have never really thought about it... Mega never talked. I mean he did, but rarely. Why did I just realize that? We have been friends for a long time now, but I don't hear his voice often.
I put my hands behind my head and stared at my ceiling.
This was a very concerning thought.
'What happened to Mega? Why didn't he talk?'
Those were all the questions I didn't have an answer for, despite knowing Mega pretty well and for a long time.
'He wasn't fully a mute... did he have selective mutism?'
'But did he?'
'His voice was so cute...'
'No Jacob. This is not the time. You have to go to sleep. You haven't slept last night, and you need to sleep today.' I sighed. 'But didn't feel sleepy...'
I felt so lonely. I just wanted a hug. I didn't have real human interaction for suchhh a looongg timmeeee.
'Mega...'
'No, no, no.'
'He doesn't like you, Jacob.'
'He does not, so don't get your hopes up.'
I've really missed him, since the time he moved away.
The ceiling was dusty.
I sighed again and turned over to my side facing the door now.
The room was dark and quiet except for my pc making gentle humming noises.
I could hear cars outside, rushing somewhere.
My thoughts led me to Mega again...
'I was his friend, why was he so scared to talk to me?'
'What did I do?'
'What did he do?'
My troubling thoughts slowly disappeared and faded, and I drifted off to an uneasy sleep.

mega pov

'I wonder what Zelkie is doing now...'
I was listening to music, and standing my watch on Zak's server.
'It is late... should I go to bed?.. Nah, I'm too lazy. '
I knew I should sleep, but what can I say – my sleeping schedule was fucked up. Just like any other YouTuber.
I was bored.
'What should I do... '
'I could watch a movie... maybe a thriller?'
I liked scary movies. Anything else was too boring.
I needed something to spice up his sad life.
My thoughts carried me away.
'How is Zelkie doing right now?'
'I haven't talked to him in a while...'
'In fact, I very rarely talked to him... why didn't I talk?'
Well, I'm a very shy person with insecurities and I don't want any questions.
Oh yeah and also my childhood.
I started remembering things I wanted to forget.
That always happens.
We try to forget, only to later remember those things even more vividly.
'Back to Jacob... I think I should hang out with him more...'
'We have been kind of distant lately.'
'Jacob...'
'All the good memories...'
I started remembering his cute laugh, his sarcastic jokes... I missed him.
I missed him.
'No Mega, not this again.'
I have already explained to myself over, and over. He. Does. Not. Like. You.
Ugh.
I banned someone in the heat of my anger.
Now I have to unban them.
'Why is life so annoying?'
'You know they might have deserved it...'
I ended up unbanning the poor person and logging off.
I didn't really feel like watching a movie, so decided to write a poem.
Writing poems was one of my favourite things to do.
I could write them about myself and no one would know.
My poems were usually about my anxiety and depression.
I chewed on my pen thinking... after some time, I started writing.

My writing got faster and messier.
"My grave is this body,
I feel broken and dead."
...Mega stopped for a bit, deciding how to continue.
"My vision has gone,
I can't see one step ahead."
Mega wrote for hours and hours, listening to music.
That night he wrote many poems, many of which he related in many ways, both in his past and present.
He ended up falling asleep, his head resting on his arms on his desk, his deep breathing undisturbed by his troubling thoughts.

That night both Zelk and Mega had dreams about each other.


<Word count 685>
My chapters do get longer, and more interesting!

His eyes sparkled slightly filled with thoughtfulness and caring but had deep sadness within them...
The man was wearing a black hoodie, blue jeans, and a green scarf...
I looked and saw a knife covered in blood lying on the floor beside Mega...
The scars... both physical and mental...
His blood was going down in streaks down his arms and hands, just like his tears down his face...
Mega's hand found Jacob's, and he interlocked their fingers...
//is this an actual description i sound like some idiot

TRIGGER WARNINGS DEPRESSION/SUICIDE THOUGHTS/SELF HARM
!!!contains swear words

spoiler!! : chapter 34

It's been two days since i got the most painful experience in my life, I've been absent in school for two days, after that embarrassing incident that caused by a devil who i thought was an angel, she is the prettiest girl that i have ever seen, she is a tall girl with black hair, brown eyes that shines brighter than diamond, smooth brown skin, and she has the cutest smile in the earth's crust. I have a secret crush on her since the 8th grade, from the first time i saw her i told myself that she is the one i want to grow up with, from that day i wrote poems that shows how much i like her, but I can't give it to her because im too afraid to do so...

Two years have passed, we're on the 10th grade, i decided that i will confess my love to her ofcourse by the use of the words that i wrote on a piece of paper, a poem, a poem with my heart and emotion with it, a poem that can make her mine, even if it is late at night i tried to write the poem that will change my life in that poem i wrote everything she has to know, i finished writing that poem at 3:00 am in the morning, i feel so sleepy but I cannot sleep, thinking that if she loved this poem i will give her all the poems that i wrote for her from the first time i saw her on 8th grade, the time passed and I didn't noticed that i fell asleep already i am smiling while snoring feeling excited for what will happen this morning

A loud noise from the alarm of my phone has woken me, with excitement, i fixed my bed, brush my teeth, eat my breakfast, and wait for school bus. The feeling of excitement and nervousness is flowing in my blood, fear can be seen in my eyes, i am afraid of what will be her reaction, i am not sure if i can do this. The bus has arrived, i stood up and told myself that im gonna do this no matter what happen.

The bus arrived at school, i walk down and enter the school gate, upon entering i saw her standing in front of her classroom, then fear has swalloed me from inside, i can't give this paper to her, i can't tell her how i feel, i can't tell her that i am already inlove with her. Because of that fear i ran towards the grassfield, in this school that grassfield is my stress and pain reliever, if i have problems, i walk around the grassfield to have time and for my self. if i am inpired, you can find me there, writing poems for the love of my life.

While sitting on the grassfield, i heard the ringing bell. It is time to enter the classroom and listen to the lectures of my teacher, the morning passed and i missed the chance to confess my love, "it's okay" i told myself, "i still have a lot of time, on lunch time i will definitely give her this paper"...

Lunch time, i went to the school canteed to buy my lunch, i brought two piece of fried chicken and a cup of rice for luch, after eating i saw this beautiful girl entering the door of school canteen. I walked towards her, gave her my poem on a piece of paper, and told her "i made this poem for you, i hope you like it" then with her left hand she took my poem, read the title, smile, and shouted..."EVERYONE, LISTEN, THIS GUY WROTE A POEM FOR ME, LET ME READ THIS FOR YOU GUYS" then she red my poem loudly inside the school canteen, with other students listening

                          ""It Is You"
It is you, the girl with the prettiest smile
Without seing that, i can't let my day goes by
It is you, who brought a warm sunshine
In this cold rainy life of mine
It is you, the light that brightens 
The darkest lonely nights of mine
Its is you, who fills my heart with emotions
And bring my world the colors

It is me, you probably didn't know me
But you don't need to know my name
Because this day is so crazy
I waited for so long to tell you this secret
This feeling that is hidden for 2 whole years
Will finally be out with tears, im very shy
But this is love that i feels""




After that line, all the students in the canteen laughed hard, she didn't finish reading my poem, she laughed at me "do you really think someone like me would love you back, have you ever looked yourself on the mirror? How can i love you if you're not even that cute..."
She continues to talk while laughing but I didn't hear everything maybe because the noise from other students are too loud, or i just don't want to hear what she is saying,

Because of embarrassment i left the shool, return home, cry, and for two whole days I didn't attend my class, i make muself busy by burning every poems that i wrote for her, while collecting all that poems i realized that it is already eight notebooks, filled with foolish feelings and emotions, i watched those notebooks to turn to dust with my emotions for that evil girl...

Today my life will continue, everyone in the school knows who i am, not by my name, but by the embarrassment that that girl brought me, while walking to my classroom everyone looks at me, laugh at me, and killing me inside

A guy who loves to write poems got rejected by the love of his life, from that day, he only make sad poems that can bring heart ache to his readers

Hi! My name is Sharmaine. My full name is Sharmaine Violet Mendoza, I am a highschool student. Single pero not ready to mingle kasi nga, nag-aaral pa ako. I write stories or poems in my spare time, and by spare time, I mean all the time.

So here am I at my room. Writing another sonnet which is an assignment. Sonnet, meaning ten syllables each line. Title n'on ay "Red Roses and Blue Violets". Parang ang cliché diba?  Because it is! I like clichés pero I make sure to not use them all the time, kasi nakaka-uta din and cringy.

So 'yun. Tomorrow is Monday. You see... last day na kasi ng sem-break namin. Ang gulo noh, sem-break pero may assignment? Gan'on lang talaga sa school namin. Mahilig magpa-assignment. Kaya nahihirapan kami.

Habang lumalalim ang gabi, mas madami akong naisip na ilagay sa papel ko. 

Hmmm... What if I start at a cliché? 

'Roses are red and Violets are blue'

Ayun! Saktong ten syllables.

I wrote those words down. And I scanmed my previous poems for ideas.

'Yes, I see you have approached me,
One reason is the answer you seek,
Take a look around, what do you see,
A hope at the horizon across a deep sea?'

Hmmm... what if I take some of these ideas?

Gan'to lang ginawa ko until I finished the whole sonnet. Scan, write, scan and write. Tumingin ako sa wall clock na nasa bandang kanan ko lang. 

Time check: 12:30 AM

Shacks! 12 na. Baka ma-late ako sa pagpasok ko bukas. 

Since na pagod naman din ako. I just retired and called it a day. I went to my closet and picked out a cute pair of pink and white pajamas. I untied my hair 'tapos plopped to my bed.

Ahhh, ang sarap sa feeling ng malambot kong kama. So satisfying.

Nakatulog din naman agad ako. Napagod din kasi ung brain ko sa kakaisip ng ilalagay sa pesteng assignment na yan. Plus, 'di pa maayos yung body clock ko. Mahihirapan nanaman ako mag-adjust.

Hays, good night world. May pasok na bukas.

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