Thoughts Stories

My old poems and quotes. Currently editing. Finished (2021)

Hayashi Nozomi carries a name everyone fears - the daughter of a villain. Haunted by her past, burdened by perfectionism, she struggles to trust anyone... until Katsuki Bakugou refuses to see her as anything but herself. In a school full of heroes, can she find the strength to wield her quirk without losing herself? In a world that wants her to fail, will she learn to trust someone again? Or will the weight of her own perfectionism and past keep her trapped in the shadows forever? "You think I care who your parents are? You're you. That's what matters." The rigths of the Mha storyline belong to Kohei Horikoshi only. Only my Oc is my own idea and everything that doesn't happen during the manga.

An everlasting collection of my abstract thoughts.

Catiana Parker and Liam Rodriguez were inseparable childhood friends. But as time passed, Catiana realized her feelings for Liam went beyond friendship. Now, she wonders: will Liam catch on and reciprocate her emotions, or will he unknowingly let her fall, leaving her heartbroken?

Sometimes, when the night is quiet enough, we can still feel it. Like a memory knocking softly, asking if we can still remember everything inside our dreams. The fragments. The quiet thoughts. Even the adventurous wonders. We linger in them, hoping our dreams will lead us somewhere enchanting. We dream. We imagine. We wander into the great abyss-getting lost inside our own Dreamland. The stories we are meant to hold are meant to be written. Each one carries its own tale, its own chapter. And as a dreamer longing to remember, I wrote this for you- to immerse yourself, and to join me inside my dream.

Enrich your day-to-day vocabulary and attain the wisdom of many generations. Each memorable phrase, adage and proverb will pass the torch of confirmed and invaluable knowledge with respect to the behaviors of people, perseverance, the passage of time and the importance of the self. ~~~ Always unfinished. Updated regularly. ~~~

When I decided to rage the Holy War, it looked very much like staring at my bedroom floor

Thoughts turned into short essays

This journal is a collection of reflections-each offering a glimpse into the writer's diverse perspectives and inner world. Within its pages lie poems, stories, and passing thoughts, each expressing a moment of emotion or contemplation. Like a dandelion carried by the wind, her thoughts drift beyond reach, ascending into the open sky-hoping that somewhere, someone will read them, and understand.

Trying to become the man my son deserves - one day at a time. This is me. Every day, trying to be a better man - even when I don't feel like one. A mess of thoughts, failures, wins, and everything in between. This is my journey in real time, raw and unfiltered. I'm not writing for attention. I'm writing for release. I pray that someone finds solace in the words on these pages. This is an ongoing journey with daily entries. It will be long. There will always be something to read. I think of this as a rough draft to a future published book - if I'm lucky enough to make it that far. Because of how I'm writing this, there won't be hundreds of parts. A new part begins each week, and daily entries live within the current week. Simple. Honest. Consistent.

One of my current poetry collections 🌹 •} This is the secret cavern of my rotten mind. {• My 6th poetry collection

This journal is a collection of reflections, each capturing a distinct perspective of the writer's inner world. This section, in particular, turns its gaze toward her dreams-those fleeting visions that dwell between reality and reverie. Here, dreams are embodied by the poppy flower: a symbol of beauty and transience, blooming gently within the quiet garden of the mind.

A collection of poems, mostly. May sometimes include essays and letters.

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

Ever wondered what it is like to ponder on impossible thoughts almost no one gets? That's a blessing and a curse. Something you possess can only be your weakness until you weaponize it. An empty brain is not the Devil's abode, for Devil was once the smartest angel. It takes brain to play tactful. Not an empty skull. "Everything has a meaning. But not everyone is sharp enough to see it." This is a poetry collection fueled by my unique thoughts on things most poeple miss. I'm not extraordinary. Just an individual who harbours and nurtures her somewhat different perception. If you enjoy cracking codes, or giving theories, then, this is the place for you. All theories are welcome as long as they are respectful. I'll post poetry with hints or clues towards the end. You guys can play detectives. The ones to crack the code, recieve a shoutout along with my loyal readers. Polite or constructive criticism is welcome as long as it's valid. I love improving. Hope you enjoy this journey of intellectual engagement. ♡♡♡

Feels like a living nightmare but so hauntingly beautiful, deceiving us into staying a little longer...

These are poems, I created in my head. They are on real events. Not always about serious things, some have peaceful yet beautiful things. Trigger warnings include: Mention of depression mention of suicide mention of bullying mention of ableism mention of abuse (sexual, verbal, emotional, financial, etc) and trauma if you're uncomfortable with any of these, please read something else for the sake of your mental health and safety. If you can, seek professional help. If you relate or resonate with these experiences let me know. Because I want to say that...you're not alone. Thanks for reading. Feel free to comment and vote, no pressure. Please don't steal my poems and certainly don't put them through AI. These poems are created by me. PUBLISHED DATE: 11th March 2026 COMPLETED:

A collection of thoughts that rhyme from a wandering mind. "Sometimes the quietest night holds the loudest heartbreak." Am I Going Crazy? is a poetic journey through love, late-night nostalgia, and the art of healing. These are words for the broken, the lovers, and the dreamers. Maybe you'll see a part of yourself in them too.