histórias de Depth

Visualize healing in words??? This isn't a full story. It's me testing a concept of my voice. The chapters don't follow a plot - They're just pieces of something I'm trying to figure out. If you read it - and make you feel something. Please let me know. That's all I'm after<3

King Ying Binghua rules Yinghu kingdom from behind a mask no one has ever seen remove.Calm,silent and unshakable,he holds his kingdom together while carrying secrets and a heart weighed down by loss . In a world of frost and shadows, 'Blue Pearl' is a story of hidden strength, quiet endurance and the fragile warmth that lies beneath a king's silence. #Fantacy #DemonWorld #MaskedKing #Mystery #SlowBurn #EmotionalDepth #HiddenIdentity

Suddnly, everything felt out of hand.

What is it like to be actually feelingless? How do you survive in a world full of emotional people? How do you handle every social situation that comes in your path? Or is it a blessing against the cruel world? let's find out about all these with svea. Can there be more into someone's personality who is feelingless? Or has there always been more into everyone that we fail to notice and judge before we get into them?

You are a create of everyone else perspective of you.

'When I Whisper to the Dusk' is a collection of poems that gives voice to unspoken emotions - tracing love, longing, and quiet becoming in the fading light. ( ✯⁠ ) ── Cover Credits - @godsmaniac

poetry ive written in the past that im deciding to post. please read, comment, vote etc.

The moon is most beautiful when it is incomplete. Fractured Moonlight is a journey through love, loss, distance, devotion, and the fragile strength of feeling deeply. These poems explore the delicate tension between control and vulnerability - between what we show the world and what we carry in silence. Not every crack is meant to be hidden. Not every ache is meant to be healed. Some emotions do not ask to be fixed. They only ask to be understood.

⊹₊˚‧︵‿₊୨ᰔ୧₊‿︵‧˚₊⊹ 𝐈𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐮𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠?

Nothing.✧ 🎀 𝒞𝒽𝓇❤𝓃𝒾𝒸𝓁𝑒𝓈 ❁𝒻 𝒶𝓃 𝐼𝒩𝐹𝒫 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝐼𝓇𝒶𝓃. 🎀 ✧ is about an interfaith and interracial engagement between an ENFP Shia Persian arab boy and an INFP Sunni French arab girl and the issues that come with it. This is a real story, but I have changed a few things about some of my protagonists to keep their private lives anonymous. This story will treat love, mental health, sociology, and religion. As a friend told me, writing helps sometimes... So I give it a try. Sincerely, your friend,

My new book of original poetry by me .

" where she is the queen " At this point, my words don't even mean anything, my lines are random, my meanings are all over the place, my endings are left in the middle. I've not the slightest idea if I can compose something coherent. It all feels like being in a buzzing muse now.

Life is a series of glows and lows and so is love.

My 1st book but with all 100 poems revised/changed or edited. I just wanted to keep the originals because they all mean something to me, even they are straight up trash. Warning ⚠️: Language Disturbing Pictures Triggering Topics

Some words By me :)

lee y/n a self obssesed girl..facing some not so bad but not so good moments for her Like. Experiencing some such incidents,which she never expected.. Wanna know? ? But dont know!!!!

Turning thoughts into words. Still learning so any ideas to improve them are much appreciated.

If you couldn't tell, I haven't been uploading my stories. I posted something that I hope everyone has seen on the conversation thing. I've always been into poetry. Don't know exactly why though. Something about it is just nice. So, in my mind, why not step away from fandoms and just do my own thing? I don't care if anyone does or doesn't see this. I'm honestly doing it for a reason unknown. So, if anyone see's this and reads it, then I hope you enjoyed it. If not, then continue on with your life.

The story of fear and amazement not combined into one

Iridescent : showing luminous colours that seem to change when viewed from different angles. Just like the emotions that reflect like colours and change with the changing angles of life, belief and truth.