Thoughtful Stories

Random shower thoughts I have. I post weekly! Sorry in advance for any... imagery :P

As the title suggests, these poems have been constructed out of inspiration or as I like to call it- writing when you're in the mood.

A collection of poems delicately written that are painful to relate to.

An alternate universe. The bracelet to stop Darkstalker has a different, more powerful spell that changes many futures.

Stille Bruchstücke, verstreut wie zerbrochene Sterne.

They say eyes don't lie. But is that true? Sometimes those eyes are windows to a burdened, tortured soul and could you blame them for that? The soul is a complex matter. Everyone says they understand a lot, but they don't understand a thing. They all see souls in their own way, but nobody really knows the matter of the soul or nobody could touch it. But some people touch souls, their finger tips gently caress the membrane. What do they feel?

The Girl is a short story about basically living a life where no-one knows you, being closed in and the power of friendship. It is a sad but also motivating story. I hope you enjoy.

When Bella Swan moves to Forks, she expects nothing but gray skies and quiet days. What she finds instead is the Cullen family-beautiful, strange, and endlessly composed. But it isn't Edward Cullen who draws her eye. It's Jasper Hale-the one who rarely speaks, whose stillness feels deliberate, whose scars tell a story she can't quite read. As tension rises in Forks, Bella begins to see that calm isn't the absence of struggle-it's the mastery of it. Her growing bond with Jasper unfolds in patience, loyalty, and unspoken faith. No villains, no melodrama-just two souls learning what it means to choose peace in a world built on hunger. Golden Hour reimagines Twilight as a quiet, character-driven love story-one where restraint shines brighter than desire.

This is going to be a place where I put my thoughts about life. I hope this can be a place where we can share our thoughts and talk about meaningful things. If not, this will be a place where I can preserve my thoughts as a relic of my past. I also would like a distraction from my loneliness so this will also serve its purpose as an escapism from poisonous thoughts. So I came across some quotes online because they give me good vibes and inspire me to do things like for instance, start this "story".

Children are a peculiar people. They are everything to come. Since children act on experience, we find they reflect our most instinctual selves. They can't mask their fear and they have yet to bury their dreams. Considered, I have written an essay reflecting on the value of children and the purpose it has brought to my every breath and every moment. Short Essay Reflection was inspired by June Osburn's speech about her hopes for their children to Serena when Serena held a gun to June. Comments and feedback are highly encouraged!

A collection of, well, anything! Shall we see what's inside?

Small tidbits of feeling, thought and memory each stamped with the time I began to write. All entries are personal and purposely vague. Please respect my thoughts and enjoy. Feel free to leave comments and suggestions.

A peom so empty its full

This is a story about a girl reminding of the sky with her white, porcelain skin, gorgeous blue eyes and peaceful sin.

A short story that follows Benjamin Leonard as he navigates through life after school, and searches for a new purpose.

Maya finds herself growing a deep connection with Jada, but the same feelings that brought them together, are the same ones that will tear apart there meanings of a 'relationship' apart.

just another text to get rid of my thoughts

'that moment...' OK there are moments that are just super awkward please join me in my book and see what I'm facing this is a book filled with random stuffs...that'll make u laugh , cry, smile, smirk, think and maybe by the grace of GOD want more SO WELCOME TO 'RANDOM'!

This short heart touching poem dedicating to those who suffered, endured all the pains and died the terrorist attacks of the past years and mostly in 2015 in Paris, Syria, Russia and many more. This poem conveys a message to all of you for remembering the harsh and bitter hours and to spread harmony everywhere. May the New Year spread the sunshine of love, peace and harmony among us all.To make make this mother not to shed any more tears.

"A Deaf Writer's Random Words: Silence Unleashed" is a journey that encourages readers to embrace the Deaf Writer's mind within the randomness of life's words, expressing that even in silence, a profound mind can be interesting, and the voice of the deaf writer in silence can resonate with the world depend on the readers where every word becomes a brushstroke on the canvas of silence.