Peer-e-kamil a story written by umera Ahmed it's a story of a Christian girl who convert to Islam and a boy who is far away from Islam💗 Salar x Imama

A place for my art! A new one lol- Gonna have a lot of osc things, not too much OC content BFDI and II will totally dominate this book Anyways, hope you like it!

Randomly poetry unfolds the story from a dream. Mysterious and unexpected events happens in beyond. A third collection of dreams to unfold.

Welcome to "Whispers from the Heart", my collection of poems that explore depths of love, hate and self-imagery. My poems mainly resonates on three themes: love, trust and loyalty. I've found solace in writing, and making poems a reflection of raw experiences. I hope you'll find pieces of yourself in these poems and that they will inspire you to listen to your own heart whispers.

The Gallery of Unspoken Words is a collection of poems that captures the quiet ache of admiration from afar-where longing is painted in glances, devotion is sketched in shadows, and love exists in the spaces between words never said. Each poem is a brushstroke on an invisible canvas, depicting the artist's silent devotion to a muse who may never know they inspire such beauty. Through soft whispers of ink and delicate strokes of verse, this collection explores the tension between distance and desire, the bittersweet nature of unseen admiration, and the art of loving someone in silence. For those who have ever watched, adored, and created in secret, The Gallery of Unspoken Words is an intimate portrait of longing-where love is an artwork that never quite leaves the easel.

စိုင်းတည်တံ့ဉီး + နှိုင်းမြတ်ဘုန်း

This is our activity book for National Poetry Writing Month! Come try out our daily prompt activity or our weekly poetry bingo as we celebrate a whole month of poetry

"I know I'm sunk deep to this point To the point where I'm drowned Into this bowl of honey, I feel I feel like there's no other way out'' A collection of poems about love, admiration and fondness.

ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍɪᴅsᴛ ᴏғ ᴍʏ ᴅᴀʀᴋᴇsᴛ sᴛʀᴜɢɢʟᴇs, ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ғᴇʟᴛ ᴏᴠᴇʀᴡʜᴇʟᴍɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴇɪɢʜᴛ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴡᴀs ᴛᴏᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇᴀʀ, ʙᴛs's ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇs ʀᴇᴀᴄʜᴇᴅ ᴍᴇ. ᴛʜᴇɪʀ sᴏɴɢs ʙᴇᴄᴀᴍᴇ ᴍʏ ʟɪғᴇʟɪɴᴇ, ʙʀᴇᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʟʟs ᴏғ ᴅᴏᴜʙᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ғᴇᴀʀ. ᴛʜɪs ɪs ᴍʏ ᴊᴏᴜʀɴᴇʏ ᴏғ ʜᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴍᴜsɪᴄ ʜᴇᴀʟᴇᴅ ᴍᴇ, ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ᴍᴇ ʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇ ɪɴ ᴍʏsᴇʟғ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴀᴜɢʜᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ғɪɴᴅ sᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ sᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇs.

Hear me say I love you like it's gonna be my last-and it was. "Love Letters and War" I wrote you a book, and I hope it finds you one day. For now let it meet you piece by piece, maybe you'd understand why I decided to stay.