Lostinthoughts Stories

Ek Nayi Kahaani follows the journey of Zayn, a young man caught in the throes of unrequited love. Set against the backdrop of a serene park, Zayn grapples with his feelings for Sana, a girl whose laughter lights up his world. Despite the beauty surrounding him, he feels an overwhelming sense of loneliness as he longs for a connection that seems forever out of reach. As Zayn navigates the complexities of his emotions, he embarks on a transformative journey that leads him to create a supportive community where others can share their stories and experiences. Through workshops and heartfelt exchanges, Zayn learns that love and pain are universal, and that every individual's story holds the power to heal. This novel weaves together themes of love, loss, and the courage to express oneself, illustrating how vulnerability can pave the way for understanding and connection. **Ek Nayi Kahaani** is a tale of hope, resilience, and the beauty of human connection, reminding us that even in our darkest moments, there is a path towards light and new beginnings.

Con la finalidad de encontrar mis pensamientos incógnitos,puede que llege a ser la historia que complemente tus sentimientos perdidos... La respuesta estará dentro de este libro.

"A driven businesswoman with no time for love crosses paths with a reckless heir to a powerful empire. Their unexpected collision ignites a fiery tension, forcing them to question everything about control, desire, and fate."✨️♥️

I feel so lonely, I hate myself and my failures, though I want you to remember that I existed.

"Ham musafir or manzil ka dost kise kahein? ye sochte he mere dimag me jo pahla naam ata hai safar, jo musafir or manzil ko milane ka kaam karta hai safar khubsurat to hota hai par hamesha ke liye nahi manzil se pahle musafir ka sahara hota hai manzil ke baad yaad ho jata hai, safar me aksar bohot se log hame milte hai or vo bhi bilkul us safar ki tarah ke he hote hai manzil se pahle sahara or manzil aane ke baad yaad"

This story is about a girl named Maria she change from being in a two bedroom apartment two bedroom house she's not used to having this luxury life style ever sent her dad company became such a success they had everything she ever wanted the only thing she ever one it was the not move and have our old life back I she know they were struggling but I move schools I lost all my friends and my mum and dad know how much is hard for me to make friends when Maria's started school if your friends it wasn't actually that bad as she thought until she got on Amanda's bad side one day she spilled some food on Amanda by accident and Amanda looked at her and pushed on the ground knocking all her books including a food all over her face and hair amendable to her is there and laughed and all the schools are to look at her and started to laugh too she looked and said I thought this was going to be a good year but I guess not as I ran away i was straight to the principals office and told her everything and of course Amanda had to be the principles daughter principal just brush me off and told me to get back to class this is not important how predictable since I have no friends asked my mom for guitar and next Christmas open when my presence and there was a beautiful shiny guitar i was so happy that all I did since I had no friends was playing with my guitar for one day as I was playing with my guitar I heard some strange voices i thought it was a just hearing things or so I thought........

This book is a collection of moments caught in the strange glow between thought and reality. Each piece begins with a shift in air, a scene laid out like a stage before anyone walks onto it. The narrator studies these situations the way some people study wounds: slowly, carefully, and with a private logic that refuses to walk in a straight line. Inside these pages you'll find monologues that wander through the quiet corridors of a mind that never learned the approved version of reasoning, and dialogues that spark between characters who feel like shadows meeting under odd streetlights. Every scene stands alone, yet each carries the same pulse, the same crooked heartbeat that tries to make sense of a world that rarely explains itself. This isn't a traditional story. It is a map of thoughts that bend, break, reform, and sometimes contradict themselves. A set of episodes where emotions, instincts, memory, and raw perspective collide. A journal of the unsaid. A voice trying to decode life by inventing its own rules as it goes. For readers who love honesty without polish, logic without permission, and moments that bite harder because they refuse to be softened, this book opens its doors. Step in. Listen closely. Nothing here fits neatly into place, but everything here follows its own kind of truth.

Just some thoughts that flood my mind and make me drift off into its depths... Thoughts, poems, and philosophies. Words you'll hopefully ponder over. (Cover pic is not mine)

Meandering thoughts, wonderings, wanderings of the mind. Lost in thought, opinions, the sea and oceans of ideas, to dip in and out of. To rant at mediocrity, to crave more dullness, to enjoy emotions. Take your pick.

Randomness my brain came up with. All because of @mideoftheshadows

You wonder when it all started. Little Lord Anthony. Mischievous, arrogant, narrow-minded, utterly unbearable Lord Anthony, Viscount Orlando, the very young master of the Adipramana Marquessate. You wonder, what happened that this eyesore of an imperial noble ended up peacefully asleep, his head resting on your lap, as you watched your children play tag in the garden. You truly wonder, why and how you, the daughter of a mere baron in a vassal country, became the next Marchioness Adipramana.

this is story about a life journey of those who thinking maybe they are a burden on their parents. orr maybe they are(dont know^^--^^)as you read you ll got the point. and what more is that don't take it negative just read it and be positive and try to approve your self because life will give chance to everyone. if today is a tough time tomorrow will be the happiest moment you get. and one more think dont judge my grammar bcz English is not my first language so please co-operate ■~~■》

I seem to be lost in thought.

Some loves don't break you loudly. They slowly teach you to disappear. This is a story about toxic love, overthinking, and the inner world we lose - and rebuild.

drowning in a mind full of nothing my 2am thoughts, bursts of inspiration poety, short stories, randomness a reflection of i, the author

My thoughts and feelings in a form of literature, no editing or whatsoever.

poemistheart 4 Poetry picture book in away but they tell a story as well; my story🌸♡