Poetic Stories

A poetry collection by Krystel Ariana, written through self-doubt, love, loss, and the quiet struggles of growing up. This is an entry of my life to remind me and you that it's okay to let your feelings spill onto the page instead of keeping them buried. A safe place for feelings to rest. These poems were written not to be beautiful, but to make every second breathable.

Some stories don't end - they linger, like April rain on quiet days. 𝐀𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚 is a collection of moments that exist in the in-between - where beginnings feel uncertain, endings arrive softly, and emotions refuse to fade completely. Each poem captures fragments of connection, loss, growth, and quiet realization, unfolding like petals that never fully close. This is not a book of perfect endings. It is a book of almosts, echoes, and afterglow - of feelings that stay long after they should have left. Step gently into 𝐀𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚, where every page holds a piece of something once felt, and never entirely forgotten.

Claire Harwood counts everything - every rule, every glance, every second - except herself. In a boarding school where life moves in perfect, quiet patterns, she survives by observing, calculating, and staying numb. But then Julian Everett appears - brilliant, precise, unknowable - and something in Claire begins to thaw. Their connection is quiet, intimate, and slow, measured in gestures, silences, and fleeting moments. He pushes himself harder than anyone sees, and she begins to feel for the first time. But some edges of life are sharp and some hearts break quietly, leaving the world the same as before - except for those left behind. A slow-burn, poetic romance about love, observation, and the fragile beauty of feeling.

In a world where precision defines survival and mistakes can cost lives, the field of medicine demands more than just intelligence-it demands humanity. Behind every diagnosis is a story. Behind every patient is a life waiting to be understood. And behind every future doctor is a heart that must learn not only how to heal others, but also how to carry the weight of what healing truly means. Art from the Heart is a story set within the demanding halls of a medical institution, where excellence is expected and perfection is chased. It follows two individuals from different worlds-one who seems to have everything, and one who chooses to remain unseen. Kevin, a cardiologist senior known for his brilliance and perfection, lives under the pressure of expectations that never seem to end. Andrei, a neurologist freshman, but he didn't actually a freshman, his own path-observing, feeling, and understanding things in ways others often overlook. The background story of Andrei is a tragic and hunting him worst even in his dream. because his parents are died, his father got motorcycle accidents and his mother passed away from her illness. Andrei suffered, and to the point affecting his mental health. Not until he became independent and live in his own. his determination and sacrifices to achieve his big dreams for his parents to become a professional doctor to saved many lives of people. As their paths cross, they begin to discover that medicine is not just a science to be mastered, but an art to be felt. Because sometimes, the greatest healing doesn't come from knowledge alone- but from something deeper. Something that comes... from the hearts and souls.

What happens when the world goes quiet, but your mind doesn't? 𝐍𝐎𝐂𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐄 isn't a story. It's a series of moments, the kind you don't talk about in daylight. The kind that sit with you when the room is dark, when the clock is too loud, when sleep refuses to be kind. These poems don't ask to be understood. They ask to be felt. From fragile beauty hidden in unexpected places, to silent battles no one sees, to thoughts that linger somewhere between breaking and becoming, this collection moves like the night itself-soft, restless, and a little unforgiving. Some poems will feel like comfort. Some will feel like confrontation. And some will feel like they were written from a place you've been trying to avoid. Read it slowly. Or don't. The night doesn't rush. And neither do the truths waiting inside it.

He did not leave me all at once. He disappeared slowly-through delayed replies, shorter conversations, and the kind of silence that grows deeper every day. This is the story of a love that was never clearly spoken... yet still managed to break me.

What's left after the wave crushes? These poems were rescued by the shore.

Pages flip open Dear diary In a world where height is power, the tallest must marry royalty-or be erased from existence. At just 14, the Nameless Giant faces Rule 593, the forbidden law that can turn life into a prison of golden chains-or vanish him from memory forever. Banished souls roam in the shadows, wars rage across kingdoms, and fate itself dictates every choice. As darkness and light collide, one boy must survive a world that doesn't want him, uncover the secrets of his past, and confront a future where even his answer may not be his own. In Rule 593, power is deadly, freedom is an illusion, and every inch matters. Diary closed... Closing my fate... -In two day-

𝚑𝚎𝚢𝚢❤️ 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚘𝚗 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐... ~ the art of romanticizing life, melancholy and to put it simple: deep thoughts ~ ...𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝. Over quite some time I gathered a little collection of different pieces of poetry which are all very personal to me, but which I would also love to share with the world. As an outlet for my thoughts ~ Each part will also feature a picture of the original piece I once wrote into my little book. My friends say my handwriting's pretty, I hope they're right. - no kidding ; ) really, I would appreciate it, if u took a look inside. <3 ongoing ~ more chapters every week xo, S🌹❤️ started 12/04/2023

She is king, he is a warrior and a natural in power. She goes to hell. He goes to heaven. She is destined to be burned at the stake, he is destined for greatness and glory, only for it to break into madness and heartache. She has a heart of stone, he has a silent dream of finding love, and fate is said to have a way around the most unexpected events... *This is a story of battle, mild/moderate mentions of blood and violence are to be expected. Read at your own discretion. For the complete experience of this world I created, kindly search for the playlist named 'Angelia' On Spotify. Happy reading!

Short poems exploring the pain of losing someone without truly losing them, but losing yourself instead. A quiet grief for the past version that will never return, and the fragile hope of becoming something new, until sorrow slowly turns into joy. 📌 Pinterest board: https://pin.it/397dQqEff

all the different ways water seems to represent emotions / feelings

This is the tale of how Telikos, once a bustling, beautiful city, was turned into but a small, unnaturally-shaped town whose residents, if they had not already died, were those condemned to the galleys.

Charlie Linwood has always been alone. After his mother died when he was 12 years old and his father left Charlie and his 20 year old sister Ophelia into their own hands for another woman who strictly didn't want any children a year later, he was content with letting nobody past the boundaries of his own isolated bubble. Ophelia worked in two different jobs, and Charlie began to help at the age of 14 to sustain their lifestyle slightly more efficiently. Besides that, him being alone has created multiple sets of hobbies for him to busy himself with. One of them was journaling. Yet, he never wrote as any normal person would. He would write in poetry. In a way that would make his miserable life seem more imaginative in a sad, melancholic yet interesting aspect. Constructing his life into metaphors and similes to develop a point of view that isn't so boringly depressing. Lavinia Cresswell wasn't exactly a loner. She enjoyed being with people, any way to distract herself from her terrible home life. She lived with her aunt and uncle, after both her parents had passed away when she was fairly young and had no one left but them two. They were known for being disliked by all family members as they were unhealthy, abusive addicts, yet she had no choice. Lavinia had lived with their torment, yet despite having her group of friends, she seems to never be able to speak up about it. Her friends carry minor burdens, ones which Lavinia cares to prioritize because, well, they're her friends, yet despite all of that she's never felt seen by any of them at all. She's the one lingering in the back, weakly laughing to inside jokes she was never apart of, trying to tell a story but getting cut off and staying quiet to be respectful. Lavinia wasn't a loner, yet she felt so alone. A new school year, meaning new classmates. Fortunately, Charlie and Lavinia end up in the same classroom, and after years of never interacting, this year is when a spark will bloom for them both.

There are nights where sleep feels like a doorway that doesn't fully close. Thoughts drift in without asking, sitting beside you with silence, repeating themselves until even that silence feels uncertain. Nothing happens, but everything continues. Memories surface without warning, not as stories, but as weight. They break the life you were trying to enjoy, Time stops behaving like time. An inner sanctuary, if it can still be called that. Where nothing's said, but nothing's ever gone.

A small wolf wanders a forest full of echoes-too big for some, too small for others, always almost belonging. After being left behind by those they trusted, the wolf fears loneliness more than the shadows around them. But when a fox with a spirit like sunlight appears, the wolf learns that true companionship isn't about fitting in-it's about being seen. A tale of trust, fear, and the quiet courage it takes to choose connection again.

- a sleeping beauty retelling ₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊ ─ ⊹ ⊱ ☆ ⊰ ⊹ ─ "𝘛𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘦𝘴𝘴: 𝘐'𝘮 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶." - 𝘉𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘺-𝘙𝘢𝘺 𝘉𝘦𝘭𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘵 ⋆⭒˚｡⋆ ⋆˚₊ 𖤓☽˚.⋆ "𝘓𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳 " - 𝘈𝘯𝘯𝘦 𝘚𝘦𝘹𝘵𝘰𝘯 ˖°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ 🪽 Update Nov 2025: Still writing !! will post officially when all writing & editing done Edit; so this book is a romance with slight mystery, inspired by a fairytale & with somewhat poetic writing! Please check it out if you're of any interest & even vote & comment if you like it! It literally makes my day! I recommend the Aesthetics chapter the most if ur lazy (like me) (In the works... (like literally in the works... Idk when this will be officially published but if I see a lot of saves // attention I will speed up the process I prom!!:) <3

He found her through a letter... She loved him without knowing who he was. It started with a simple note hidden inside a book. No name. No face. Just words. And somehow... they became everything to each other. But there's one problem. In real life- she doesn't remember him. Not yesterday. Not last week. Not ever. Yet every time she writes... she falls in love with him again. And every time- he lets her. Even if it means being a stranger... forever.

This is my digital diary. It's just poems, rants and vents about my life, phillosophy and mental health. Unstructured and grammatically incorrect. I don't expect anyone to read this, but if you do, just know Im 15 and english isnt my first language. Probably not all of the chapters will be english. The chapters are not to be read in any spercific order. Actually, they're not to be read at all.

An original poetry collection by SSears90. Prompt based poems written for the @Poetry Versification 2026! Featuring a new poem daily for the entire month of April.