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A heart that has loved, lost, broken, healed - and still hopes. This is a collection of words I once hid inside my chest. Poems about love, ache, longing, healing, and everything in-between. If you feel too deeply, welcome home. 💌

I feel the way your metaphors glow but the label that held you is gone.

I hoped for your return, your warmth, your embrace, your soft whispers, and I have been waiting in silence for you.

What do you do when the world is quiet but your mind won't shut up? 3:04 A.M. is a haunting, intimate collection of fragmented thoughts, whispered confessions, and emotional snapshots scribbled in the dark. Equal parts journal, poetry, and stream-of-consciousness therapy, this book captures the sleepless moments where memories hit hardest, regrets echo loudest, and truths are too raw to say aloud. With the vulnerable honesty of a midnight voicemail and the strange comfort of a stranger's open diary, these unsent messages explore love, loss, nostalgia, and the beautiful chaos of being awake when everyone else is dreaming. This is not a book you read - it's one you feel. This is especially made for anyone who has ever stared at the ceiling and thought, "I shouldn't be feeling this much right now."

A quiet poetry collection about repetition, uncertainty, and the spaces where meaning softens rather than disappears. From familiar circles to fading paths, unnamed feelings, and distant echoes, these poems listen instead of rushing toward answers. For anyone learning how to stay with what lingers.

"The Poetry of My Devotion: Where Love Became Worship" is a collection of verses for the kind of love that doesn't just touch the skin-but sings to the soul. It is about loving someone so wholly that it feels like worship-like quiet prayers whispered into the folds of a daydream, like devotion woven through every breath. These poems speak of sacred affection, unwavering tenderness, and the way the heart bows in reverence to the one it loves. Here, love is not loud-but eternal. Not demanding-but divine. For those who have ever loved silently, faithfully, completely-this book is yours.

The lives of those we call family are never ours to fully know. Yet the poet dares to watch, to wonder, to write what might be-the hidden fears, desires, and silences that shape every bond. This is a collection of imagination, intimacy, and the truths that live in shadows. *all the picture credits to their artists and the owners. I took them from pinterest. If you come across one of yours please contact I'll add credits.

This poem tells the story of loving someone deeply while slowly realizing they were never truly yours. It captures the heartbreak of trusting the wrong person, the quiet damage caused by betrayal, and the way love can drain someone of their identity and light. Even through the pain and loss, the poem ends with resilience, showing the speaker choosing survival, self worth, and strength after being broken, and reclaiming their color after everything was taken.

So its a book for those people who overthing a lot and make themself happy or sad in it ! So if you also an Overthinker read this I bet you will feel better after reading those poems which is made by me! And feel yourself in that poem. The Book of Overthinker is a poetic odyssey into the mind that never stops wandering. It is for the restless souls who dissect every moment, relive every memory, and question every emotion until reality blurs into endless possibilities. This collection of poems delves into the beauty and burden of overthinking-where thoughts spiral, doubts linger, and even silence is filled with unspoken words. Each verse is a window into the chaos of an overactive mind, capturing the emotions that overthinkers feel too deeply-love, fear, hope, regret, nostalgia, and the constant battle between heart and mind. These poems echo the midnight musings, the lingering "what ifs," and the unexpressed feelings that keep us awake at night. Through raw honesty and vivid imagery, this book embraces the complexity of overthinking, turning it into something poetic, something beautiful. For the dreamers who analyze every word, the souls who feel lost in their own minds, and the thinkers who turn emotions into endless theories-this book is for you. Because sometimes, overthinking isn't just a habit; it's a way of understanding the world a little deeper.

I wrote this book while I was heartbroken. The kind of heartbreak that keeps you up at night, makes you question everything, and leaves you wondering if the person you were in love with ever really existed. This is a poetry collection about first love. The good, the messy, and even the painful parts no one prepares you for. It's about what happens after someone walks away and you're left sitting with everything they left behind. The memories, the grief, and the version of yourself that only existed with them. The Girl You Left Behind walks through the stages of losing someone you thought would stay. The Fallout. Reeling. Reminiscing. Healing. Hoping. It's not perfect. It's not always hopeful. But it's honest. And if you've ever loved someone who couldn't love you back the way you needed, this is for you.

Hooker: (I write, you read. Own your words, or else the ink they escape from will bleed, leaving a mark that cannot be erased. The irony, that the flee was never an escape.) ♥️ This story is an enchants, A conspiracy an unwritten ,unsolved puzzle . A story of both thrill and pain. Wishing they both weren't the same. The poem encircles both the heartbreak of an individuals life , a special bond that has been token away, not by choice but by circumstance. RED INK, I present to all of my dearest readers. I hope you all enjoy the poem of fantasy ♥️ ✨ This poem took a lot of energy and effort to complete.My inner poet came out to play, intervening two distinct yet same tones, that I wish will touch your heart and connect to your soul like it did to mine while in making. Thank you all so much LOVE YOU!! Please show some love to my page by liking.commenting and sharing, please feel free to let me know any ideas or wishes you would like to see next ♥️♥️

They connected softly, fell in love quickly, and bonded deeply. Now distance tries to interfere - but their hearts refuse to let go.

Beyond the illusion of love and the fear of death-finding peace in emptiness. A poetic expression of letting go-of desires, bonds, and the very essence of life. When love loses meaning, and life's cravings disappear-what's left behind? A poem about shedding the weight of expectations and standing still in quiet surrender.

Love isn't always poetic. But somehow, it always leaves you with a poem. Love begins with "hey" and ends with 3AM overthinking. Love starts as a joke you both laugh at... then suddenly you're writing poems about their smile. These are verses for the ones who almost stayed. For the late replies that still felt like conversations. For the eyes that looked, and the mouths that never said enough. It's not all roses. But it's all real. This is love - the way I felt it. Welcome to the part of my heart that never healed quietly.

Veils of the Silent Muse peels back the quiet layers of youth-where longing, love, identity, and mental battles linger in the spaces we don't speak. This collection gives voice to the silenced, the sensitive, the searching. Raw, lyrical, and deeply human, these poems echo the thoughts we hide behind smiles and filters, daring to say what others only feel.

Thoughts can suffocate. They build their own delirium, and they crown ego while freezing love. This poem is a sharp reflection on pride, hatred, and the small cruelties that reveal who we really are.

What I thought was the end of us... was merely the spell of separation. A ghazal born from the quiet ache of distance - where silence echoes louder than words, and memories never truly leave.

To Those Who Walk Through Darkness with wisdom in Their Hands.

"He Loves Me, He Loves Me Not" is a deeply emotional and lyrical poem about longing, unspoken love, and vulnerability. It captures the intensity of desire, the pain of uncertainty, and the bittersweet ache of a heart caught between hope and rejection. With vivid imagery and rhythmic flow, it draws readers into the delicate, tumultuous dance of love and loss. Dedicated to S.P

A quiet poem about feeling lost, and how folding one small paper crane can become the first step toward healing ❤️‍🩹