Feel Histoires

A Book of songs.

Poetry

Some people believe love begins with fireworks. Others believe it begins with fate. But sometimes... It begins with a rainy afternoon, a quiet bookstore, and a stranger who reaches for a book just before you do. Liora never expected that her ordinary routine would slowly become filled with familiar faces, shared silences, and chance encounters. Rowan never imagined that the girl he met in a cozy bookstore would quietly become the brightest part of his everyday life. Set in a peaceful town of rain-soaked streets, ivy-covered cafés, old bookstores, and blooming parks, Between Ordinary Days is a slow-burn romance about friendship, patience, and discovering that the most meaningful moments are often the quietest ones. No love triangles. No dramatic misunderstandings. Just two ordinary people learning, one day at a time, that love doesn't always arrive all at once. Sometimes... It grows gently between ordinary days.

An amateur poem that I hope will pluck at the strings of emotions of ones heart.

Sequel to This Time I'll Hang, Close the Door. Summer Quinn has been through a lot. There's been secrets, lies, changes, and promises. Finally some good events are taking place. But when good things come along, bad things have to balance the world out, right? What happens when the unimaginable happens? When the secrets come out, the lies unfold, the changes are for the worse, and the promises break? Well, that's for Mr. and Mrs. Quinn to find out. --QUICK NOTE! Kellin Quinn is not with Kate in this story. Instead he is with some fictional character I made up in my head (cool right?). Also, I do not own any band members nor famous people mentioned in this story, even though I would like to. Thank you for understanding.-- Warning: Sexual content, vulgar language, self harm, medical issues, death, and violence will be in this story. I will warn you when and if characters in the story are getting it on, when and if characters in the story are dying (or in pain either caused by others or themselves), and when and if something goes down that I don't think all of you want to read. But, I will only warn you all if it is truly needed. :) Dedicated to: @InnocentDemon69 Cover by: simplystiles-

This might turn out to be the realms of 'your' heart. To the martyred words.. HIGHEST RANKING- ! #20 IN POETRY. #237 in live out of 31.9 k stories #240 in free out of 39.1 k stories #22 in demise out of 370 stories #47 in feel out of 2.97k stories #25 in memoir out of 2.88k stories #99 in daily out of 4.3k stories #78 in misery out of 3.34k stories ( 16 may 2020) -Shifa

They met as strangers. Fate separated them. Destiny introduced them again... as bride and groom.

❝ Sometimes I will stare at you and think that I have never truly known you at all. ❞ IN WHICH there's something about Alaska that just doesn't seem to stop inspiring Juna - so she starts to write her letters, knowing all too well they are words Alaska will never get to hear.

Allison Is a girl who knew Toby, but when Toby faked his death. He gives Allison a little visit

لا أجمع في كتابي هذا الاقتباسات بل اجمع المشاعر....

A collection of poetry I have written

my mind is like a hurricane. and sometimes the best thing i can do is to let it out. welcome to my life. (i mostly write my poems in english but since i started to get interested in joining in for a poetry slam in my home country, i'm writing more german stuff too. hope you enjoy.)

Just random romantic scenarios of you and your beloved. Requests will be accepted!!!

poetry

#life #sad #truth

Sepasang Insan .. Yang Bertemu Dibawah Lebatnya Salju.. . Berawal Dari malam Yang Menyiksa Bagi kedua insan tersebut, Malam Mala Petaka... Tapi Didalam Malam Itu .. Terdapat.. Suatu Kejadian yang Akan Membimbing Takdir Dimasa Depan . . Rasa peduli, Benci,Nekat , Semua Ada dalam Cerita Ini!!.. Kisah Cinta Yang Biasa Seperti drama , Tapi lebih menyayat hati daripada Drama ... Love In Snow ~~ Liana: I Love You More than you know Taehyung: I will Love you till the end ~~

يا شمساً عيناي لم ترى سطوعاً كـلونك ولا شعوراً كـدفئك.. كيفما تتحول المشاعر ؟ من ميلادٍ جديد ودفء حنين إلى لهيبٍ عتيدّ وجرحٍ مديد ؟.. لا أعلم الحياة كيف تكون حينما يشعر الإنسان انه على مقربةٍ شديدةٍ من قدره! كيف لا ؟ والاقدار تشير بعقاربها نحوي!. - بيحين موعد غروبي ولحدي؟ ولا بعيش في الدنيا الحياه؟

Your traumas within your interpersonal relationships are valid. Sometimes, we put too much into them and cut away from ourselves simply to exist. To feel alive. Loved. Wanted. This poem is dedicated to those that have ever felt like they were always the one to give, and never to take.

A quick piece I wrote during class that describes the struggle of needing constant verification and reassurance that what you are doing is okay.