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just random stories about life and the rest.

To you I write these.. and to me who gave my everything.

Thriller, with a little bit of romançe , crime

Hey there. Here is a poetry book of all of my own work. It's very emotional and I think a lot of readers can find it relatable. Thank you for allowing my poems to find life on Wattpad.

I started here.

A grab-and-go vault of plots, prompts, and story sparks for writers who are stuck, curious, or restless.

The high school football court was always too loud, but the moment Chen Yu walked into view, the entire world went silent. He was tall, dressed in pitch-black, and holding his new student admission papers. It was love at first sight.But my heart didn't just flutter it sank.This school is a cruel, toxic place run by bullies. I've spent months trying to be invisible just to survive. Chen Yu doesn't belong in a trap like this, and he shouldn't be here. But when his dark eyes turn toward my bench, I realize it's already too late to warn him.A bilingual high school romance inspired by true events

A book about collection of poetry expressing varieties of experiences,stories, and emotions.

How a Young-Adult Navigates Through Life and Its Intricacies

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Noctuary~ The record of a single nights events, thoughts, or dreams. A nightly journal  ̶»̶ ̶̶̶ ̶ ̶ ̶̶̶ ̶»̶ ̶̶̶ ̶ ̶  ̶»̶ ̶̶̶ ̶ ̶ ̶̶̶ ̶»̶ ̶̶̶ ̶ ̶  ̶»̶ ̶̶̶ ̶ ̶ ̶̶̶ ̶»̶ ̶̶̶ ̶ ̶  So some poems may seem confusing because this is my Noctuary. My thoughts, my feelings, my dreams, my nightly journal, my words of advice.

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♪ ♫ 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘶𝘯𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮 𝘐 𝘴𝘺𝘮𝘱𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘻𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘫𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘤𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘦𝘷𝘰𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘭𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘣𝘪𝘦𝘴 ༄ ✦ ‧₊˚✧ ➳「 poetry & prose 」✉ started: June 14th, 2020 status; ongoing « ✎ ✓ [ #1/283K in poetry ] - 02042021 ✓ [#1/13.2K in poesia ] - 05042021

(do read love and destiny part 1 before this ) Surya singh "I wanna be your lover not your healer " he has a very stony personality. A 6'2 feet chief Army official. fully occupied with his work for his country. he will be kind with you unless and until your will not try to meddle in his space . what happens he met a 5'4 broken, innocent, quiet girl . Aisha sharma "I wish I was what you wanted" she was totally a shattered girl who lost her family, lost her goal of life , lost her love trying to renew her life . one more bad incident and she'll end up dying. let's see what happens when our ruined Aisha met our Stony Surya . will he give her a motive to live and love or again she'll end up like last time .

A collection of poems that had the potential to be loved, yet remained unnoticed. Poets don't just write - they bleed, piece by piece, into the paper. They breathe life into words and call it poetry. Writing is filled with what-ifs, maybes, and endless confusion. Yet a poet continues - to write, to bleed, to stay honest. Poets are known for writing about love, but in truth, they write what they secretly crave - and when asked why, they learn to lie. This book is a place where overthinkers can breathe, where tired minds can rest, and where those carrying too much can finally pause.

when u have no one to share anything and get pierced by ur broken self .u write and read ...#

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""උබ මතක තියා ගනිම් මන් ජීවත් වෙනකන්වත් උබට බෑ මේකීගේ අතකින්වත් අල්ලන්න..මේ මෙතුවී තිනෙද්‍යා වීරසිංහ කියන්නේ මේ නේරාද් අභිශු ත්‍රිශාක්‍යගේ දේපළක් යකෝ..උබ කොහොමද එකිව අල්ලන්නේ මගෙන් අවසරයක් නැතුව...මේ අභිශු මැරුණත් උබට එකිට ළං වෙන්නවත් බෑ..ඒක හොදට මතක තිය ගනිම් බ#ලා.. උබ දැන ගනිම්... අයේ මෙකීගේ අතකින් හරි ඇල්ලුවොත් උබ එදාට ඉවරයි..."" ""මේ අයියේහ්හ්...ඔයා මාත් එක්ක ආත්ම හතක් එකට ඉන්නවද..හැබැයි ඒ හැම පාරම ඔයාගේ ඔය නපුරුකම් මට විතරක් තිබ්බම ඇති හොදද..එක එක සක්කරවට්ටම්වලට නැතුව..""