Unhealed Stories

Just feelings that isn't understood by one

"تا ئەو کاتە ڕقم لێتە کە چۆکم بۆ دادەیت"

YOU DON'T HAVE TO BE OKAY TO KEEP READING, YOU JUST HAVE TO BE SOMEONE, WHO ONCE LOVED DEEPLY ..🥀 This isn't healing. It's heartbreak with no closure. It's a quiet ache that lingers long after the love is gone. Some stories don't scream. Some just whisper... I miss you in a hundred different ways. This book isn't here to fix you. It's here to sit with you- in the 2AM silence, in the ache behind "I'm fine," in the kind of love that didn't survive, but never really left. If you've ever loved someone so deeply it destroyed you quietly- welcome. These pages were written for you.

In the quiet embrace of night, a solitary man wanders through shadows, consumed by memories of his lost love. He visits her tomb, a silent guardian weeping in darkness. An ethereal silver doe appears, symbolizing her lingering spirit, whispering tales of memories growing cold. Bound by pain, he traverses misty paths guided only by the moon, reflecting the tears he cannot hide. As his isolation deepens, the wind carries ghostly whispers of her laughter. Nature mourns with him - the rustling leaves echo his sorrow, and the river murmurs his forlorn dreams. He chases elusive shadows, embarking on an endless journey through the night. Silhouettes of their past are painted across the midnight sky. He reaches out, but they fade beyond grasp. The garden where their love once bloomed lies wilted under the silent moon-a stark symbol of decayed dreams. On a cliff's edge, his whispered vows receive only the ocean's roar in reply-a poignant echo of goodbye. In the end, phantom touches and the ghost of her smile haunt his days. He walks the paths they once shared, each heavy step a silent plea for the impossible. Forever haunted by her name, he bears the weight of his sorrow, keeping their love's flame alive. While the winds carry his silent cries, he conceals his enduring love; yet, his heart remains unhealed. Themes and Analysis: It explores eternal love and the consuming nature of grief. Memories serve as both comfort and torment, binding him to the past. Nature mirrors his inner turmoil - the silver doe and moon reflect his longing, while unachievable desires highlight the futility he feels. Despite time's passage, his wounds remain raw; his journey is one of enduring love that transcends even death. Conclusion: The poem captures a heart trapped between past and present, where memories are both sanctuary and prison. His concealed love and unhealed heart resonate universally, reminding us that some bonds are so strong they leave an indelible mark on the soul.

Para sa mga hindi sigurado, gusto nang sumuko at sa mga gustong matuto. A prose and poetry book full of advices and thoughts para sa mga sugat na hihilom, naghihilom at maghihilom. Language: Tagalog and English. HIGHEST RANKING: #2 in poetry #1 in spokenword #2 in tula #55 in thoughts #15 in motivation #1 in essays #18 in advice

"Repeated experiences have but one aim : to teach what he does not want to learn."

COMPILATIONS OF POEMS I WROTE.

List of poems ✨ People would think they're just separated letters and we collect them to form words and sentences,they have no idea that we bleed on papers to take out the pain out of our souls. - 𝐒𝐈𝐇𝐀𝐌 𝐅𝐈𝐓𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐈. 🌻

"please God give me some peace, people says that time heals the wounds but I think that is not in my destiny she says while taking her last breath, everybody only take advantage of me and after that they make me feel useless and worthless, she says while a tear escape from her eyes. Now she was feeling a lot of pain not the pain in her body but in her heart the feeling of getting betrayed, the of not getting love and after sometimes she died and the girl who killed her leave from there without caring about her dead body".

Navigating the delicate path of a broken marriage is a journey of profound emotions and complex decisions. When the foundation on which a partnership was built begins to crumble, it can lead to a profound sense of loss, confusion, and heartache. In such moments, couples often find themselves reflecting on the dreams they once shared and the promises that were made. The journey from togetherness to separation is one marked by a mix of sorrow and hope, as couples grapple with the reality that the path forward has diverged from the one they once envisioned. In this exploration of a broken marriage, I delve into the myriad emotions, challenges, and possibilities that arise when a relationship once full of promise finds itself at a crossroads.

When you look up and feel stuck you feel the skies touch Small raindrops look like diamonds Be careful not to get lost Gray skies can make you forget there's sun You remember the warmth But the rays of golden sunlight are long gone You need the rainy days For it helps wild flowers grow You need the sadness to appreciate the happiness On the next rainy day when you're looking up feeling stuck Remember small raindrops look like diamonds And the sun won't be gone for long

Random poetry I've come up with in order to process trauma, abuse, etc I've been through and let my feelings out. Some are more "personal", some are generic enough for others to relate to. But read at your own discretion. There's also a lot of bottled up aggression inside some of these lines, so apologies for potential hostility. *But I am not sorry to the people who have hurt me*. This is based on childhood trauma, mostly relationship or friendship trauma, etc. If you find you happen to relate to the abuser, that's your problem, not mine. There might also be specific rants about specific abusers, too. They'll be posted with (rant] in the title.

He doesn't have to do with the life from which he belong. He had left it but the past chased him and result in the breaking his heart more. It broke more when his love Left him and said that she hate him. But now they had met again and face again. But this time both are broken especially Ashish who is having the unhealed heart and it could only healed by his love. Will Bhoomi be able to heal his heart or will broke it more ?

It is about the pain we feel inside. It is about those pain that we hide but could not let go. It is from real life experience.