Heavyheart Stories

She believed the hardest part would be becoming a doctor. Raised in poverty, she fought for every opportunity life tried to deny her. Through years of sacrifice, failed entrance examinations, sleepless nights, and unwavering determination, she finally earned the one title she had dreamed of her entire life: **Doctor.** But some dreams come with a price no one warns you about. Behind the white coat is a world of impossible expectations, hidden battles, and wounds that leave no visible scars. As the life she worked so hard to build begins to unravel, she is forced to confront a painful truth: sometimes the greatest battles begin after the dream comes true. How much can one heart endure before it finally gives in? **White Coat, Heavy Heart** is a haunting story of resilience, sacrifice, and the silent burdens carried by those who dedicate their lives to healing others. *Some struggles don't end-they simply change uniforms.*

"The Architecture of Silence" is a poignant lyric poem that explores the heavy, hollow ache of isolation and the profound self-discovery that can only be found within it. Through vivid imagery-a ticking clock acting as a solitary heartbeat, leafless trees, and a bolted door-the poem captures the quiet weight of a weary mind. However, it ultimately shifts from melancholy to quiet resilience, concluding with the comforting reminder that just like the stars, the human soul is capable of shining beautifully entirely on its own.

One sided love💕 She loved him in a way that asked for nothing-no promises, no confessions, just the comfort of his presence. This book tells the story of a love that lived in glances, pauses, and feelings never voiced.

Raka Wisesa is the caretaker of a social home-a place where people come to bring stories too heavy to bear alone. Every day, he listens. Calms. Strengthens. And every day, he returns home with a smile on his face. But no one really asks how he's doing. Behind the door he always opens for others, Raka is slowly running out of space for himself. Invisible fatigue begins to accumulate. Misunderstandings emerge. Emotional boundaries are crossed. And for the first time, he questions the role he has so unwaveringly played. *Steps That Never Quiet* is a story about selfless giving-and the price often paid in silence. About genuine empathy, suppressed exhaustion, and the small courage to admit that even the seemingly strong can be fragile. A story close to real life, about humans learning to care for others without losing themselves.

The Quiet Below is a quiet ache of a poem-an ode to the kind of love that protects without praise, sacrifices without recognition, and stays steady in silence. Told through the metaphor of an anchor and a ship, it explores the selflessness of holding on so another may let go, the grace of devotion that exists without glory, and the ache of being left behind not because you weren't enough-but because you were everything they needed before they could stand alone. A tribute to the unseen, the unspoken, and the unthanked.

Optimistic hope

Times in life when we're unsure to love or not to, thinking we will be heart broken but still falling for them reflecting upon our decisions and getting over them and starting to live life as it should be lived, Starting to think we're not compatible, self doubt and so on ... All summed up for the good of oneself

DUSKY COMFORT IS ABOUT WHEN A PERSON IS LOOKING FOR COMFORT BUT WHEN HE/SHE GETS IT, THEY STILL FEEL UNSATISFIED. WHY?

"The kindest of hearts are the ones who suffer the most because they never find peace knowing that those around them are broken... " -Sometimes, you just need to destroy things to build them back again, he said. -I don't destroy ,it's not in my nature, I only build, when something is broken I fix it ,i don't break it even more,that's how I am; she answered with tears burning her eyes. -No one is as good as you.Unfortunately for you,no one takes time to appreciate your heart,you need to get over it,this is a cruel world Athena; And without another word ,he left the room leaving her facing another wave of loneliness on her own. The story is mine, don't take it or post it anywhere else without my consent! Thank you for understanding ,enjoy xo

Love is Red, like the roses. Blue, like the sky. White, like the moon. And has no boundaries. It has no forms. Love cannot be measured, neither can it be subdued. Love doesn't know 'time' or 'place'. It just happens. Be it alive, or dead. Be it wise, or evil. Be it true, or lustful. Love breathes through the cage of all ghosts. Discover, The Ghost of Love.

The Whispers of Goodbye Between the Heartbeat and the Healing" is more than just poetry-it's the unraveling of a love that still lingers in every breath, every empty space, every beat of a heart trying to mend. It's the story of wanting, of losing, of searching for closure in the echoes of someone who may never return. These pages bleed longing and abandonment, the desperate ache of an anxious heart tied to someone who let go. It's about grief carved into time, about love that never truly fades, and the slow, painful process of rebuilding from the ruins. If you've ever loved someone so deeply that their absence still whispers through your soul-this is for you

These are just some random poems I came up with at 3am....

I think I wasn't just tripping, The psychedelics that fed me Got a lover out of the universe.

poetry and things that seems poetic (all things come from my thoughts, feelings, and memories)

why

"Whispers of a Wandering Soul" is a heartfelt collection of poems that explores the quiet longings, silent battles, and fleeting moments of beauty within a soul in search of meaning. Each verse is a whisper-soft yet powerful-guiding readers through the shadows and light of emotion, memory, and dreams. Perfect for lovers of introspective and evocative poetry, this book invites you to wander, reflect, and feel.

Even now, years later, grief does not ask permission before it returns. Some days, the world still wears a grey veil. Her name was Maria. And she was loved beyond words.

Its a poem about feeling alone and trapped. Wishing you could be something more then are. I have medical problems so its based on my feelings towards going through, what i have gone through.

You beat me with the fists you made with your lips & the stabs in my back you made with your words. Hate isn't a word to take lightly when I say it & so I was left with a heavy heart. It's not painful to move on, because why would I want to be sheltered on someone's arms when I have the whole world in my hands. Jealousy will kill me, so why be consumed in a feeling that merely means I'm a spoiled child in my own mind when I didn't even break when he tore me to peices.