Deepthoughts Stories

He was trained to lie. She was never meant to question. Hamza lives behind a carefully crafted identity - a spy bound by duty, secrets, and a past he can never reveal. Love was never part of the mission... until Yalina. She trusts him without hesitation, loving him for who she believes he is, unaware that every moment they share is shadowed by truth he cannot confess. As his world of deception collides with her unwavering faith, Hamza must choose between the life he was assigned and the love he never expected. حمزہ و یالینا

Some stories don't end - they linger, like April rain on quiet days. 𝐀𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚 is a collection of moments that exist in the in-between - where beginnings feel uncertain, endings arrive softly, and emotions refuse to fade completely. Each poem captures fragments of connection, loss, growth, and quiet realization, unfolding like petals that never fully close. This is not a book of perfect endings. It is a book of almosts, echoes, and afterglow - of feelings that stay long after they should have left. Step gently into 𝐀𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚, where every page holds a piece of something once felt, and never entirely forgotten.

A bunch of words strung together randomly. A book of unorganised thoughts. A couple concerning, a few pretty. My diary. I could be anyone. I could be your best friend, your worst enemy. Your family, a stranger you saw on the bus. The girl in class you never noticed, your teacher, the ld man that reads news paper at the park. I am a person in this world, and this is my diary.

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

A new student enters Class A-1, friendly, driven-and hiding more than anyone knows. As friendships form and tensions rise, whispers spread of something far worse lurking beyond heroes and villains. An ancient threat begins to stir-one powerful enough to shatter both sides. Enemies must unite. Secrets will surface. Trust will break. And when the truth comes out... not everyone will survive. (Yes, it sounds very boring, but trust me, the more your read it, the deeper it gets) (In this AU, Deku is a former villain, inspired by "A change of heart" and now wants to be a hero to pay for his actions, if you want me to write a story about him, just say so. Also, Shigiraki never died, Toga is in jail, and even though Dabi is severely injured, he is still alive.)

Blossom Edeogho is introduced as a deeply emotional 17-year-old girl learning to understand herself in a world that often misunderstands her. She feels everything intensely and struggles with being "too sensitive" while discovering who she truly is.

What happens when the world goes quiet, but your mind doesn't? 𝐍𝐎𝐂𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐄 isn't a story. It's a series of moments, the kind you don't talk about in daylight. The kind that sit with you when the room is dark, when the clock is too loud, when sleep refuses to be kind. These poems don't ask to be understood. They ask to be felt. From fragile beauty hidden in unexpected places, to silent battles no one sees, to thoughts that linger somewhere between breaking and becoming, this collection moves like the night itself-soft, restless, and a little unforgiving. Some poems will feel like comfort. Some will feel like confrontation. And some will feel like they were written from a place you've been trying to avoid. Read it slowly. Or don't. The night doesn't rush. And neither do the truths waiting inside it.

He did not leave me all at once. He disappeared slowly-through delayed replies, shorter conversations, and the kind of silence that grows deeper every day. This is the story of a love that was never clearly spoken... yet still managed to break me.

Raw thoughts. quiet pain. loud feelings. "Unfiltered Heart" is where everything I never said finally finds a voice.

These are truths I was never taught to speak. Here lie the words I swallowed, the pain I buried, and the questions they told me not to ask. For the unheard. For the unseen. For the ones who feel too much in a world that tells them to feel less. I write for you. I write for me.

Ever feel like a walking contradiction? ​Like your thoughts are in a field of flowers, but your eyes are focused on the people moving too fast to keep up with the day. ​This book is a collection of my random thoughts on life, love, and the beautiful mess of being human. ​Welcome to the conversations I forgot to say out loud. 😊

41 fragments of a soul in transit. A record of the things we lose in the shadows and the strength we find when we finally stop running. "Some poems bleed, others bloom." ✨️ UPDATES EVERY FRIDAY, 7 PM ✨️

You won the Game, but you lost the Player

Faithful translation in English: "Eleni carries a secret within her. Every day she wakes up melancholic, struggling with feelings she cannot easily let go of. Until a gift, a dedication, and a professor who marked her life open the path for her to rediscover what it means to live, to love, and to learn. A story about melancholy, the contradictions of the soul, and the small dedications that change everything. Because the secret of Beautiful Eleni... may be closer than you think."

I learned how to hate myself long before I ever understood who I was. These poems follow that path-comparison, self-destruction, and the quiet ways I kept pushing myself closer to the edge without realizing it. And the slow, uncertain process of stopping, letting go... and learning how to choose myself again.

Don't read this is not a story. A personal journey. ..... : : ,, The only thing is here is silence, never speaking inner demons. There are no stories here because our mind is fragile. We are afraid of what may come out if we speak of our mental health and anxiety. This will contain mental health and anxiety that may be not suitable for all readers be cautious if you read this.

Soul's Diary | Amanda Krey Syndrome is a collection of pieces of my soul - my true, raw, unfiltered soul. Here you will find my most sincere songs, collections of good and not-so-good things, thoughts and notes that I'm afraid to share, recommendations from the heart, meaningful pictures, and much more. The truth is here. So, welcome!

A piece about growth, pressure, and becoming someone the world didn't expect. Not perfect, not finished - just moving forward.

Not everything makes sense at first. But maybe... every feeling, every moment, every phase is trying to teach you something. This story is about finding meaning in the middle of it all and If you've ever felt lost... you might find a piece of yourself here.

"𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐢𝐭; 𝐢𝐭 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝- 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐚𝐫-𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦-𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐡𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐞𝐦𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲-𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐨 𝐈 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐲? 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞, 𝐩𝐮𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐮𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲. 𝐖𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐲 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨." -------------- I have been stealing stars and descending into derived madness; it is to satisfy the parasite within me. These poems are all for them: to relieve the aching, to stop the itching. In this way, I hope to stay a little bit longer and touch the hearts of people feeling the same way.