The Bitter Poet

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StoryTorn Between The Two The Bitter Poet11 day 5 hours ago
StoryTell The Tales of The Black Sheep The Bitter Poet22 days 8 hours ago
StoryCUPIDS VENDETTA The Bitter Poet03 weeks 3 hours ago
StoryOh, How Art Thy Mother’s Advice The Bitter Poet03 weeks 4 hours ago
StoryOffspring of The Savanna The Bitter Poet04 weeks 3 hours ago
StoryFix Your Crown King The Bitter Poet14 weeks 6 hours ago
StoryMy Husband's Son The Bitter Poet04 weeks 9 hours ago
StoryWhen My Daughter Cries The Bitter Poet01 month 1 week ago
StoryThe secrete temple ordained by God The Bitter Poet01 month 2 weeks ago
StoryThe Unconvetional Mistress The Bitter Poet01 month 2 weeks ago
StoryThe Men Who Hold The Line The Bitter Poet01 month 2 weeks ago
StoryMaternal wisdom The Bitter Poet01 month 2 weeks ago
CollectionLetters to the children I'll never have The Bitter Poet01 month 2 weeks ago
CollectionDescribing the beauty of things The Bitter Poet01 month 2 weeks ago
StoryThe Descendants of Cain The Bitter Poet01 month 2 weeks ago
StoryWhat do you desire? The Bitter Poet11 month 2 weeks ago
CollectionA melancholy odessy The Bitter Poet01 month 2 weeks ago

My stories

Tell The Tales of The Black Sheep

I’ll tell you a tale, but do not be appalled; it is not a mystery, so there is nothing to solve. I do not strive to adorn my finger with a glittering...

Torn Between The Two

I love the sea but fear the ocean, for its depths remind me of the abyss that is my darkened soul. I adore the flames from a menacing fire, but...
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CUPIDS VENDETTA

I’ll tell you a secret about the lover’s curse, that no mortal can escape the fury of unrequited love. How your soul will bleed for the very blade...

Oh, How Art Thy Mother’s Advice

Mama told me to court a doctor, for he could heal a broken heart and soothe the agonizing cracks brought on by the suitors that broke down fragile...
Cherry

Offspring of The Savanna

My identity is engraved beneath the course soil of land fought for by my nameless forefathers I relish upon the fruits of their labor, well aware of...

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