Soulsearching Stories

Some things don't arrive fully formed. Some thoughts stop mid-sentence. Some feelings refuse to be named. Some hours pass without ever quite becoming anything and yet they leave a mark anyway. The Unfinished Hours is a collection of poems and scattered thoughts written in the margins of ordinary days. About the things that happen between the big moments. The quiet aches. The half-realizations. The 2am clarity that disappears by morning. No particular order. No grand conclusion. Just what was true when it was written. For the ones who think too much and feel even more.

A post-abusive lifestyle has given Jess Jones life's magnetizing offers: a healthy adulthood, and a stable mindset. And a brain tumor at the age of twenty-three. With sixty days left to live, Jess has made her death wish: to give her youngest, black half-brother, Lucas, the opportunity to grow in a steady, loving home, away from the environment that Jess had to endure. To find Lucas, Jess must find clues in the places of her past: her bigoted grandmother, her negligent father and mistress, and the church that almost abused her. The adventure does not start once Jess finally finds Lucas. And it doesn't end until Lucas is finally safe.

I wonder about life a little too much. About people. About feelings. About the way everything changes without us noticing. So I leave those thoughts here in poems, in confessions, in realizations, and in feelings that never found closure. No storyline. Just words that needed a place to stay. Welcome to The Unwritten Nook.

You left me stranded here, no matter how many times you say you're there for me, im still a burden. How do i talk to you without breaking?!

How do you decide what direction your life should go in? Why when you do, are they often the wrong decisions? Life has never been easy for Luna Night. Life has always been unsettled. This is a story about overcoming and living life. A story of acceptance.

Some losses don't happen all at once-they unfold quietly, slipping into the spaces we stop noticing. And sometimes, what we find along the way isn't what we were looking for, but exactly what we needed. Lost and Found is a gentle, introspective tale that explores absence, longing, and the quiet resilience of the human spirit. Set against the backdrop of ordinary moments, it traces an emotional journey where memories linger, choices weigh heavy, and rediscovery comes in unexpected forms. A story about what it means to lose... and what it truly means to find.

This large poem book is not owned by me, all poems belong to Caroline Kaufman. I am simply coping them here for all to read and enjoy. I do not wish to offend her in any way, or anyone else. Please enjoy the poems by Caroline Kaufman.

The Bridge Between Worlds

Written during a moment of reflection after a stressful day, this poem became a reminder that life is temporary, memories matter, and we should never lose ourselves while chasing more.

This is my second poetry anthology, and I am taking a new twist and experimenting a bit more. Enjoy!

By Levi A love story.. Of bitter hate and rage. Of Innocence and the Immortality of a memory. Two pieces of an Unlikely pair. Mia and Liam.. From a city where no one knows who they are. But everyone knows who everyone else is. Where you look over your shoulder constantly, only to see a bitter end to what could have been a bed of roses, kind of ending... Hint# 1: "Love and Hate are Two Sides Of The Same Coin." Hint#2: "Robbing Places, No, I wouldn't call it that, I wouldn't call it good but I wouldn't call it robbing." "You should stop this" "Yeah, And Pigs Can Fly" Update # 2: Release Date: March 14 2015 Hint #3: "Lemme Guess, you're gonna push me down the stairs like you did back in the fourth grade" "I don't wanna talk about that" "Okay then lets not talk lets remember" Update # 3: Sneak Peak Coming Out 2/13/15 UPDATE #4: New Song By Anarchists Hint #3: We Were Star Crossed from the beginning, and you just couldn't accept it. Hint #4: "I just had to notice that every person before you was just a different branch of shadows, that make up your personality."

She wasn't running away. She was finally choosing herself. Miraflor Arguelles has always been the quiet one-the daughter in the background, the secret in the spotlight. Until she falls in love and dares to want more. When her family shuts her down, Mira walks away. No plan. Just a hoodie, a backpack, and a one-way ticket to Sagada-where the clouds are thick enough to forget, and maybe clear enough to begin again. A story about leaving, healing, and finally choosing yourself. 🌲 This is a story about running away, coming home, and all the healing that happens in between. 📍 Because sometimes, to find yourself, you have to get lost first.

Short reflections on life, relationships and other random topics.

Hope for love, pray for love, wish for love, dream for love...but don't put your life on hold waiting for love. - Mandy Hale But what if Ice gets tired of being alone and wants somebody to be with her?

After Megumi and Nobara are killed in front of Yuji at Shibuya, Yuji hides in rural America to make sure he can't hurt anyone else. One day, Todo calls for his help to catch a potential special grade curse that escaped Japan.

What is life but a chance to dance in the rain? Poetry immortalizes a moment in time holding memories in place for reflection. You can look through time from a new perspective to share experiences and emotions. Dance through life with me.

Sometimes I'm hopeful or I think I am, but the world slows down suddenly, I see something different. I can't explain what it is, something that's of love or something that's of the world in itself. I walked home unwillingly, and I couldn't help but write poems in my head of everything I saw. "Daydrops" is a special title, given by a friend. He gave "Daydrops" which he based on images that he got from the very first poem in this series. (Day, glass, and drops of rain) "Hoping Regrets" is also a special title given by my younger friends, which I unfortunately will not explain any longer.

A short story about an empire

Lời Gọi Của Cánh Đồng Không Lối Cánh đồng xa, một thoáng bình minh, Khói mây vén màn đêm đã tàn. Từng hạt sương, một giọt âm thầm, Dẫn lối tôi vào nơi không tên. Những ngôi sao đã lặng im rơi, Nằm giữa trời như câu chuyện cũ. Không ai nhớ, chỉ có gió gọi, Chút nắng vàng vương trên ngọn cây. Tôi lang thang trong miền ký ức, Đôi chân không tìm được lối về. Lời ca cũ vang lên như mưa, Kết thúc một thời gian bất tận. Ai tìm thấy, ai để lại, Dù chỉ một dấu chân nhẹ nhàng, Tôi vẫn đi, tìm lẽ sống riêng, Và một ngày, cánh đồng sẽ gọi tôi về. --- Bài thơ này mang đậm không khí tự do, phóng khoáng với hình ảnh thiên nhiên và sự tìm kiếm bản ngã, dễ dàng kết nối cảm xúc với độc giả và có thể thu hút sự chú ý của những người yêu thích sự giản dị mà sâu lắng.