Gentlewords Stories

A collection of pieces held together by a whirlwind of thoughts and spirals of emotions, interwoven in ways that only the mind understands. Writing them out was the only way to achieve stillness, the only path to piece. Here, words spill out like a storm before they settle, finding clarity in the quiet.

This is the soft part of love. The laughter that slips out without warning, the way your heart forgets how to beat properly when they smile. These poems are about falling - beautifully, recklessly, completely. About first touches, shy glances, midnight talks, and the quiet promise that maybe this time, love will stay.

hi, i'm lee sol. this little space is for the things we feel deeply but don't always say out loud. it's for the overthinkers, the quiet dreamers, the soft hearts pretending to be strong. some entries will feel like diary pages, some like letters, some like essays, and some like the voice in your head that finally gets it. whatever it becomes, i hope it feels like a warm light on your coldest days. you're not alone here. with softness, lee sol 🤍

For the painfully aware. For the people who escape within words and stories and fiction. To those who cry themselves to sleep. For all of the empty promises and hours spent in solitude. I hear you-I am you. It gets better. You only ever enjoy the sunshine, after all you've felt was rain. Life is a series of moments. So, thank you for spending yours with my words. To those who find pieces of themselves in my poems, thank you. your presence here means everything ♡ •A Baroque Collapse collection•

"Whisper" is a heartwarming book centered around the theme of comforting others. Through its pages, the narrative unfolds with soothing words and thoughtful gestures, providing solace and reassurance. The stories within "Whisper" explore the gentle art of offering comfort, fostering a sense of connection and empathy in the reader. It's a literary embrace, aiming to bring solace and warmth to those who seek it.

When the world gets too loud, the rain knows how to quiet it. "The Rain's Melody" is a gentle reflection on the hush that follows every storm, where solitude becomes comfort, and silence sings. For anyone who's ever felt at peace under gray skies. This is the poem for you. ©All rights reserved. (First published on Wattpad by Distinct-unique_bird. If you're reading this anywhere else, it was taken without my permission.)

𝓅𝑜𝑒𝓂𝓈 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝓌𝒽𝑒𝓃 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒹𝑜𝓃'𝓉 𝓀𝓃𝑜𝓌 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓉𝑜 𝓈𝒶𝓎 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝒻𝑒𝑒𝓁 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒶𝓉 𝑜𝓃𝒸𝑒. 𝒶 𝓅𝓁𝒶𝒸𝑒 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝓈𝑜𝒻𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉𝓈, 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝑔𝒾𝓇𝓁𝓈 𝓌𝒽𝑜 𝓌𝓇𝒾𝓉𝑒 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓂𝒶𝓇𝑔𝒾𝓃𝓈, 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓃𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝓃𝑒𝑒𝒹𝑒𝒹 𝓅𝑒𝓇𝓂𝒾𝓈𝓈𝒾𝑜𝓃. 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝒾𝓈𝓃'𝓉 𝓅𝑒𝓇𝒻𝑒𝒸𝓉. 𝒾𝓉'𝓈 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝓁𝑒𝒻𝓉 𝒶𝒻𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒻𝑒𝑒𝓁𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓎𝑒𝒹 𝓉𝑜𝑜 𝓁𝑜𝓃𝑔. 𝓌𝓇𝒾𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓃 𝒷𝓎 𝒷𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓁𝓁𝑒. 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝓎𝑜𝓊.

This is my little corner of the world - a diary woven in verses. Every poetry here comes from somewhere deep inside me - from the quiet places that words rarely reach. Some are born out of heartbreak, some out of hope... and some from the moments that left me silent but not empty. Through poetry, I try to understand myself - the chaos, the beauty, the ache, and the healing. These aren't just poetries; they're pieces of me - scattered emotions, untold stories, and the echoes of a heart still learning how to feel, forgive, and bloom again. If my words find you in your own storm or silence, I hope they remind you - you're not alone. This space isn't perfect, but it's honest... it's me. 🌙 ......................................... (Note: The images used here are created through AI based on my imagination - they're visual reflections of what I feel while writing. Just a gentle disclaimer so everything stays clear and safe.)

08: peace didn't save me. i did. This piece is a quiet reminder that survival doesn't always come from peace. Sometimes, it comes from choosing yourself, staying, and continuing even when everything feels heavy. Written for those who learned that strength begins within. - Sereina Amore

This is not the end. It's the beginning of something softer, slower, and more real. Have you ever felt like you missed your chance? Like you're too late, too broken, or too far behind to start again? In this heartfelt collection, Ruu speaks to the quiet parts of you - the parts that are still healing, still hoping, still holding on. Through gentle reflections, soul-touching stories, and soothing affirmations, This Is Not the End is a warm reminder that: 💬 You haven't failed - you've just been rerouted. 💬 You don't need to start over perfectly - you only need to start softly. 💬 You're not behind - you're still becoming. This is your space to breathe. To feel. To remember the light you still carry.

In the Rhythm of Small Joys is a journey through memory - from the wide-eyed wonder of childhood to the steady roots of lasting friendship. These poems wander through backyards and quiet rooms, explore the bonds we choose, and hold moments of laughter, love, and bittersweet goodbyes. It's about the places we've outgrown, the people we've kept close, and the small joys that keep us moving forward.

No year is a perfect year. Some days will be written properly. Some days will be messy. Some days might be missing. This is just a person, going through a year, trying, failing, resting, hoping, and writing when it feels right. If you're here, you're welcome to stay ❤️

THE COLOUR OF SILENCE drifts into the spaces where words dissolve and feelings breathe in hush tones. This is a sanctuary for the emotions we never learned to speak-quiet bruises, trembling hopes, memories that sit like unopened letters in the chest. Here, silence is not emptiness; it is a palette-soft greys of longing, midnight blues of ache, gold flickers of fragile resilience. Each poem bends toward the unvoiced, tracing the echo of what was meant, what was lost, what still lingers in the quiet. These pages hold sighs instead of sentences, pauses instead of proclamations; they ache, they glow, they listen. This collection is an intimate journey through the landscapes of stillness-where heartbreak softens into grace, solitude blooms into understanding & every unsaid word grows luminous beneath the gentle weight of healing. In this book, silence is not the absence of sound- it is the birthplace of truth, tenderness & rebirth.