Poeticpain Stories

"This is not a love story. This is a story of love-unspoken, unseen, and unforgettable. A diary filled with late-night thoughts, unspoken confessions, and a heart that kept loving even when it was never loved back. A girl who wrote instead of confessing. A boy who became a story without ever knowing. And a love that stayed, even when it was never meant to." Most impressive ranking- #1 in relate out of 2.45k stories #8 in overthinker out of 3.92k stories #4 in letter out of 14.8k stories

I walked through the silence of my own trials. The ache was heavy, yet it sang. Every scar became a rune, every tear a lantern. In the dream, I saw the gate - not open, not closed, but waiting for me to arrive with all my burdens. The second pulse is not fantasy. It is my life, transfigured into myth. 🌑 The dream remembers what the body endured. The myth remembers what the soul became. 🌑 ✍️ Author's Note This is not a chapter. This is a scar that glows. A dream fragment from the second book's soul. It carries my ache, my trials, my truth - not hidden, but transfigured. You are invited to feel it. - Maluk

Thank you @cwij_verse for writing with me, it was a heartwarming experience! Collaboration of two poets continents apart, sharing deep melancholy that makes us feel alive.

You're my sweetest regret.

This is just a piece of my imagination, a messy, heartbreaking monologue about unspoken love and quiet suffering. It's not a real story, just words stitched together from fleeting thoughts and imaginary heartbreaks. The kind of confession that feels like setting yourself on fire just to keep someone else warm. Maybe it's just a passing thought, or maybe it's something more. Either way, it's here now, bleeding onto the page.

Girl who is In Love with too people confused but she has a secret

They I jus wanted to make a story about Them

cover made by @amwaries

A raw, haunting piece about love that feels like drowning - cold, uncertain, and consuming. "Here I am - the one who fell in Cold lake, Love." Dive into a short poem that captures the quiet ache of loving someone who might never love you back.

Don't Blink Back Tears is not your typical comfort story. It doesn't come wrapped in soft words or sugarcoated advice. It's raw. Warped. Honest. This is the voice inside your head when the world goes silent. The moment when smiling feels like betrayal, when your own reflection starts looking like a stranger. But beneath the chaos, this story whispers: You're still here. Even if you're cracked, you're not broken. Don't Blink Back Tears isn't here to fix you- it's here to sit with you in the dark, hold your hand through the storm, and remind you that surviving is a form of rebellion. For every soul battling quietly- this is your mirror, your madness, your medicine.

"Some love stories don't fade; they haunt. Some names are not forgotten; they whisper through the wind." "Whispers of a Withered Heart" is a collection of verses for the souls who still carry the weight of an unfinished love. It speaks of a garden where roses once bloomed, of a king who ruled a heart he never claimed, and of memories that refuse to turn to dust. These poems are for those who know that sometimes, love doesn't end-it lingers, it aches, it becomes a shadow that walks beside you in the quiet of the night." -Nishita...

Yun Sarin spent her high school years loving a boy who held her like glass-until he shattered her. After three years together, Jaeho cheated, leaving her to drown in silence. But just when Sarin gives up on love, she meets Kang Hyunki-the mysterious, quiet star of the soccer team and the very boy Jaeho secretly looks up to. Through slow healing, soft mornings, and the kind of love that doesn't hurt, Sarin begins to find herself again. A story about heartbreak, growth, and the kind of love that builds you. paper hearts & soccer cleats a soft -- emotional, slow-burn romance.

ONESHOT HYUNGWONHO'S FF This story exists purely because the author got bored-so buckle up!

A soft, bleeding collection of poems from a girl who fears love after losing it. If you've ever loved someone who left, this is for you.

In a world ruled by crowns, customs, and cruel affections, Salman was only a quiet scholar in the Durbar of Raja Indra Singh-destined to serve, never to be seen. He loved the crown prince Aaryan Singh in silence, his feelings both a balm and a curse. But Aaryan, beautiful and brutal, toyed with his devotion like a careless prince plucking petals from a flower. The final blow came when Salman was gifted-like property-to another prince, in return for Aaryan's marriage alliance with Princess Priyagni. On that cursed night, Salman poisoned himself under the stars, wishing never to cross Aaryan's path again in this life or the next. But the universe has its own cruel sense of humour. Reborn in modern-day New Zealand, Salman is a school tutor, quietly nurturing the lives of others while nursing wounds that span lifetimes. His tranquil life is disrupted when he meets Aaryan again-this time, as the arrogant, devastatingly charming elder son of the family he works for. What begins as déjà vu soon descends into another heartbreak, as a cruel bet leaves Salman shattered once more. Years later, fate forces them back together at a wedding, where amidst mehendi and memories, they're unwillingly bound again-accidentally married. What starts as reluctant cohabitation unfolds into something intimate and devastating. Their love-if it ever was love-seems to bloom only under storms and unravel in the light. Especially when ghosts of the past return in the form of Priyagni, a forged letter, and truths Salman was never meant to know. Can two souls twisted by lifetimes of pain untangle in this one? Or are they cursed to repeat history... until one of them breaks?

A emotional poem about heartbreak, longing, and the pain of unspoken words that speak louder than any voice.

All about teens life in 36 seconds

An unspoken ache encrypted in verse - where understanding is not claimed, but proven through pain.

Warning first story Art credit: LuLuLevy What happend if your trapped in your own body? You can't do what you want? Your just a puppet by your own body. You please others around and ur stuck in your own prison, what is your body. You push yourself everyday but what will happen when your body finally gives up? When you look at your own body you can't even describe it as your own. You give and give everyday a piece of yourself but never take some for yourself. The world is all about giving and pleasing other people and make the world beautifull for them but forget yourself. In this story izuku is trapped in his own body. He can't do what he wants. He ignores his own desires and please other people around. He stuck in his prison made by himself.