The Bitter Poet

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StoryWhen your body smiles The Bitter Poet02 hours 18 min ago
StoryThe Imposter The Bitter Poet02 hours 22 min ago
StoryAn Anxious Voice The Bitter Poet02 months 3 days ago
StoryConsequences of Love The Bitter Poet02 months 1 week ago
StoryA Siren Dressed in Angel's Clothing The Bitter Poet02 months 1 week ago
StoryHer Tainted Crown The Bitter Poet02 months 1 week ago
StoryWhere art thy Foe? The Bitter Poet02 months 3 weeks ago
StoryParadise through the eye of a noose The Bitter Poet02 months 3 weeks ago
StoryTorn Between The Two The Bitter Poet12 months 3 weeks ago
StoryTell The Tales of The Black Sheep The Bitter Poet22 months 3 weeks ago
StoryCUPIDS VENDETTA The Bitter Poet03 months 2 weeks ago
StoryOh, How Art Thy Mother’s Advice The Bitter Poet03 months 2 weeks ago
StoryOffspring of The Savanna The Bitter Poet03 months 3 weeks ago
StoryFix Your Crown King The Bitter Poet13 months 3 weeks ago
StoryMy Husband's Son The Bitter Poet03 months 3 weeks ago
StoryWhen My Daughter Cries The Bitter Poet04 months 1 week ago
StoryThe secrete temple ordained by God The Bitter Poet04 months 1 week ago
StoryThe Unconvetional Mistress The Bitter Poet04 months 1 week ago
StoryThe Men Who Hold The Line The Bitter Poet04 months 1 week ago
StoryMaternal wisdom The Bitter Poet04 months 2 weeks ago
CollectionLetters to the children I'll never have The Bitter Poet04 months 2 weeks ago
CollectionDescribing the beauty of things The Bitter Poet04 months 2 weeks ago
StoryThe Descendants of Cain The Bitter Poet04 months 2 weeks ago
StoryWhat do you desire? The Bitter Poet14 months 2 weeks ago
CollectionA melancholy odessy The Bitter Poet04 months 2 weeks ago

My stories

When My Daughter Cries

I see the pain behind her eyes, with an avalanche of tears held back by an empty smile. Wandering the ruins of a psyche once owned by the “it's okays...
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The secrete temple ordained by God

He told me about the legend of the divine creature which housed breathtaking features, her body molded from clay to create the temple that not even...

The Unconvetional Mistress

Have you no trepidation for the being that graced you with the very epistemology longed for by the creatures subservient to you? Are you the hyena...

The Men Who Hold The Line

I’ll tell you a tale about righteous men who bathe in duty and are clothed by honor. FATHERS who lay down their lives for their kin and vow to...

Maternal wisdom

I do not come bearing gifts, nor do I offer a bosom for you to rest your defeated head upon as you sulk about your misfortunes. I am both your...
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