The poetry collection In the Kaleidoscopic World of Feelings is a window into my inner world, open to those willing to take a glimpse inside. Here, works written years ago intertwine with new pieces that capture echoes of events that stirred deep emotions in my soul. While reading them, you may feel a connection and share the feelings and emotions I once experienced-or still carry within me. ! Constructive criticism is welcome ! * This collection features translations of works originally published in Russian.

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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!

This book holds poems woven from dreams, a tapestry of fantasy and obsession, daring to explore the depths of my emotions beyond mere definition. ˚❀　.　˚　　✦　　✿　.　˚　. 　 ˚　✿.　˚　　❀ .　˚✦　.  ✿ 　　˚　　 ❀　　*　˚　 　❀　✦　˚ . For me every soul has a simple story, one that unfolds directly. But when it comes to poems, they transcend the ordinary. They are profound, open to interpretation, deciphered through the unique lens of your own perception. ⋆｡˚ ☁︎ ˚｡⋆｡˚☽˚｡⋆✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ Soo..shall we uncover the magic within these pages, together exploring the spectrum of emotions and the captivating landscapes of fantasy? Umm..I'll take it as yes (*≧∀≦*) N PLS DON'T MIND MY DESCRIPTION M REALLY NOT GOOD AT IT (￣▽￣) ◇Used Pictures are not mine ◇Source: pinterest ♡So picture CREDIT goes to the rightful Author*

စိုင်းတည်တံ့ဉီး + နှိုင်းမြတ်ဘုန်း

"Can you hear me?" she asked. No one answered. "I'm right here." Silence. Not even a glance. She swallowed hard. "Do I even exist to you?" The room buzzed with voices, laughter, conversations weaving around her, but not with her. "Say something. Anything." Nothing. She let out a shaky breath. "Maybe if I disappear, you'll finally notice." Silence again. "Left Unseen" is the story of those unheard, unnoticed-of voices lost in the noise, of people who feel invisible even in a crowded room. If you've ever felt this way, this book is for you. #1 poetry

Unheard feelings of a glass heart.

Poetry for the dreamers, the broken, the hopeful, and the lost. This collection of poems unravels the emotions we all carry-love that stays, pain that lingers, dreams that fade, and the strength that remains. Read, feel, and find yourself in the lines. #1 in thought-provoking 1.3.25 #1 in deeppoetry 1.3.25 #2 in deeppoems 14.3.25 #4 in deepemotions 1.3.25 #3 in thoughtsandfeelings 14 .3.25 #4 in freeverse 22.3.25 #10 in poems 24.3.25 #7 in poetry 26.3.25 #10 in advice 3.4.25 #11 in easyread 3.4.25

Author:Empire Black Knight Alternative names:全民游戏：从丧尸末日开始挂机 Genre:Action, Adventure, Fantasy Source:Webnovel Status:Ongoing Rating: 8.6/10 from 3069 ratings Fang Heng was transmigrated to a parallel world and his soul was forced into the body of a man who had just committed suicide. Huh? What? Every human here was being forced to join a game? Those who refused would be killed? Wait? This suicide dude was a pro gamer? He had the highest S-rank talent sill, the Zombie Clone? Damn! The S-rank skill evolved! My zombie clones could auto hunt! [Your zombie army has crafted Wooden Axe x720 when you were offline. You have received 1921 experience points for the Basic Crafting skill.] [Your zombie army has chopped down 27,821 trees and gathered 128,973 pieces of wood while you were offline. You have received 2,171,921 experience points for the Basic Wood Chopping skill.] Just as the rest of the players were struggling to survive in the zombie apocalyptic game, Fang Heng's zombie clones were starting to clear every resource out of the forest. Hm... What an interesting game

මෙය ආදරයෙන් කඩුපුල්,මියැදුනාවේ,ලැවෙන්ඩර් දිනපොත,දැනෙන නොදැනෙන සහ කළු-සුදු-අළු යන මාගේ සිතළු පොත් කිහිපයක එකතුවකි. 'තුන් කොන් නොවෙ මෙම ප්‍රේමය, මොන කොන්ද යැයි ද නොදනිමි. එහෙත් අප අතර තෙවෙනියෙක් නොසිටින බව දනිමි. ඉතින් නුඹ කාගෙද? මන් කාගෙද? මේවා දැවෙන ප්‍රශ්න වී හමාරය. හැකි නම් පිළිතුරක් දී යන්න, මේවා කල්පනා කර මගේ සිහිය නැති වීමට ආසන්නය!' 2024.09.06- මම ඇගේ පමණක් වෙමි! 2024.12.09 මා මගේ පමණි. 'ප්‍රේමය සුන්දරයි වමට සිග්නල් දාලා දකුණට හරවන අය හමු නොවුනා නම්.. '