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Raw thoughts. quiet pain. loud feelings. "Unfiltered Heart" is where everything I never said finally finds a voice.

Some doors are shut quietly. Some are slammed by fate. And some... we close ourselves. Closed Doors is a deeply reflective collection of poems that explores the silent spaces between love and loss, hope and despair, endings and new beginnings. Through delicate words and powerful imagery, It captures the emotions we often hide behind closed hearts, unspoken pain, forgotten memories, and the courage it takes to move forward. Each poem is a doorway into moments of vulnerability, healing, and self-discovery. This collection speaks to anyone who has ever felt unheard, broken, or lost, reminding them that even behind closed doors, there is always a story waiting to be told. Raw. Intimate. Honest. This is not just poetry...this is feeling.

A gentle yet aching narrative of love that remained unexpressed. Through pauses, glances, and quiet longing, it reflects the sorrow of what could have been-if only it had been seen.

Poetry Palette" is a collection of emotions painted through words-where every poem carries a different shade of feeling. From love and heartbreak to strength and self-discovery, each piece reflects a unique story, a different mood, and a new perspective. Just like colors on a palette, these verses blend together to create a world where thoughts, dreams, and emotions come alive. This is not just poetry-it's a journey through everything the heart feels but words often leave unspoken. ✨

Chasing Midnight Dreams is a soft, emotional story about two strangers who meet under the quiet night sky. As they spend their nights talking and sharing their hidden dreams, they slowly heal each other and find comfort in a world away from reality. But as dawn approaches, they must face the truth-that some connections are only meant to guide you forward, not to stay forever. It's a story about love, letting go, and having the courage to chase your dreams. will Lira Celestine Salazar And Eron Rave Dela Cuesta find themselves together?

𝕊𝕝𝕖𝕖𝕡𝕝𝕖𝕤𝕤 𝕚𝕟 𝕊𝕚𝕝𝕠𝕞- 𝓢𝓴𝔂𝓝𝓪𝓷𝓲 Under the neon glow and restless heartbeat of Silom, sleep is a luxury few can afford and love, even less. Sky hasn't slept properly in months. Ever since he lost the one person who made Bangkok feel like home, his nights blur into long walks through crowded streets, late night street food stalls, and quiet rooftop silences overlooking a city that never pauses. By day, he is just another office worker. By night, he is a voice drifting through loneliness. Everything changes when a late night radio show host in Bangkok convinces him to share his story on air. Hundreds listen. But one person truly hears him. Nani, a writer miles away, is drawn to the sadness wrapped in his voice. He does not know why his story lingers in his chest, refusing to let go. He already has a life planned, a future mapped out. Yet something about Sky feels unfinished, like a story waiting for its ending. Emails turn into messages. Messages turn into something neither of them dares to name. But Silom is a place of illusions, where lights hide truths and people hide their hearts. And love... love here is never simple. Will two strangers, bound only by a voice in the dark, find each other in a city that never sleeps? Or will they remain just another almost in the endless nights of Silom?

A rich but simple college girl falls in love with a handsome cold hearted CEO who is best friend of her father 😫. She falls first but he falls harder 😩 Too many thrillers of the past affect their present 😭 Heart break 💔 closeness 🫣 intimated scene 🤭 An adult drama with too much suspense 💓 I'm not going to love you by Miss Annabel 💗 @ Velvet Hearts 💟 you can watch animated video of this story on Instagram and youtube 🫶🏻 Love you all Velvet Heartiest 😚

Some feelings don't come with a reason. You can be having a completely normal day- laughing, scrolling, talking like everything is fine... and then, suddenly, something feels off. Not loud. Not obvious. Just... heavy. This isn't a story with characters or a perfect plot. It's a collection of thoughts-raw, quiet, and honest. The kind of thoughts you don't say out loud. The kind you don't even fully understand yourself. If you've ever: felt sad without knowing why, overthought something simple until it felt real, or felt alone even when people were around- this might feel a little too close. You won't find perfect answers here. But maybe... you'll feel understood. - Nobody talks about this.

This Story is COMPLETELY FICTIONAL and from my IMAGINATION ONLY, I DO NOT OWN the CHARACTERS, the SONGS, and the PICTURES (maybe even Videos), basically everything except the writing and some of the plots. Why did I say 'some of the plots'? Well because most of the plots are from the stories I've read, watched, or heard. So credits to them. Also, do not mind my writing, it sucks, I know, my grammar also sucks and sometimes does not even make sense, which you will find very confusing + my spelling. I am not good at describing things or explaining things so you'll have to bare with how bland I describe or explain things + how I describe or explain them (Warning: You'll be very confused.) And as for updates, it might be slow because: ¹. I forgot, ². I haven't started writing yet, ³. I don't know what to write or do, and ⁴. I'm busy. Take note that I will do some changes with the characters and all so they might not act the way they originally act, and some information and details might not be the same as the original. In summary, my story is different from the original as I will write it how I like it and how I want it. Credits to the rightful owners of the songs I used, characters I used, pictures I used, the videos I used (if I will include a video in this story). (PS.) I will try making this story more understandable for all of you. Hope you all like it! Xoxo.

This isn't poetry. These are places that only begin to exist the moment you think about them for too long. Chapels that listen instead of praying. Cities that forget their own edges. Mirrors that remember you before you ever managed to save yourself. Every text is a trace of something that was never meant to be spoken. Every sentence an echo that doesn't know if it still belongs to the living world. And if you feel something breathing too close here... you're not reading this for the first time.

A story that is incomplete, but its complete in the story Where there is so much love that one waits for years and one forgot But when have to see each other after years The heart will beat again with those beats After 7 years, again the same love, the same wait Read the love story which is absolutely real

A collection of poems and thoughts for the days when everything feels heavy. For the quiet hearts, the tired souls, and the ones still trying. Let it go...

A collection of my raw and unfiltered reflections-confessions, heartbreaks, inspirations, and moments of love captured in words. These random thoughts are pieces of a soul, shared one page at a time.

A collection of poems that delve into the profound and often turbulent feelings of the human experience - the deepest darkest pit of feelings from the human soul. From the depths of despair to the flickers of hope, these verses explore the complexities of love, loss, and self-discovery. Each poem serves as a mirror to the soul, inviting readers to navigate the shadows and find beauty within the chaos. Join me on this emotional journey through the intricacies of existence, where darkness and light coexist.

for the oldest daughters. for the girls who are just trying. for the girls who want to live life. - notes app scribbles from midnight.

endless... until it's not

we broke, we healed... and still called it love.

Welcome to my collection of short stories! Prepare to be emersed in stories that will try (I hope make) your spine shiver. Enjoy....

I offered my hand to you so we could dance the night so gracefully, and the moon pretended she didn't notice how we looked at each other.

And maybe, in some corner of these words, you'll find a piece of yourself... the part that still feels, still hopes, still loves- even after it was never chosen.