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  • ❀ 𝐀𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚: 𝓐 𝓒𝓸𝓵𝓵𝓮𝓬𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷 𝓞𝓯 𝓟𝓸𝓮𝓽𝓻𝔂 ✿ by moonlightxmysteries
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    Some stories don't end - they fade, leaving behind an afterglow. This collection is a quiet unraveling of moments that almost happened and feelings that never found their voice. From silent battles fought like storm, to fleeting connections born under midnight skies, each piece lingers in the space between holding on and letting go. These poems are not about perfect endings. They are about the pause before goodbye, the echo after love, the beauty of what could have been. Step in gently- not everything here is meant to heal. Some things are only meant to be felt.
  • Do Adhoore Kinaare by deepanjali471
    deepanjali471
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    Do Adhoore Kinaare ​Khamosh yaadein aur unka kabhi na khatam hone wala intezar. ​The Heartbeat of the Story ​Zindagi humein do baar todti hai-ek baar tab jab wo humse hamara 'aaj' cheen leti hai, aur doosri baar tab jab wo hamara 'kal' mita deti hai. ​In 2012, an 11-year-old girl's world shifted forever when she lost her mother. Fast forward exactly 14 years, and the pillars of her world collapsed entirely with the passing of her father. But this isn't just a memoir of death; it is a raw, soul-baring journey through the guilt that lingers in the silence of an empty house. ​From the haunting memory of a bowl of Maggi not shared, to the echoes of a "last wish" for ice-cream cake that went unfulfilled, Do Adhoore Kinaare explores the agonizing "what ifs" that haunt a grieving heart. ​Why Read This Book? ​A Raw Human Experience: This isn't a story written by a "writer." It is a life bled onto paper by a daughter who is still standing at the crossroads of her grief. ​The Weight of Guilt: It captures the unspoken trauma of everyday moments-a damp bed, a missed phone call, and the "no" whispered in an ICU that went misunderstood. ​A Tribute to Endurance: Witness the 14-year vanwaas (exile) of a father who lived for his children, and the sisters who stepped into shoes too big for their feet. ​The Truth About Time: A poignant reminder that time doesn't "heal" all wounds; it simply teaches us how to breathe through the pain. ​From the Author ​"I am not a writer. I am simply someone who is writing down everything I felt-and everything I still feel every single day. If you are reading this, know that this is not just a story. This is a life. This is my whole life." ​"Kya waqt waqayi zakhm bharta hai, ya sirf dard ke saath jeene ki aadat daal deta hai?" ​Step into a journey of love, loss, and the eternal wait for a reunion in a world where no one can ever be parted again. Do Adhoore Kinaare is a mirror to every soul that has ever loved d
  • MEGAPHONE  by khrisadom
    khrisadom
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    Words... unsaid Words from the heart Feelings... untold
  • BENEATH HIS SILENT CROWN { COMPLETED} by CrystalShinestar
    CrystalShinestar
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    A love that was never loud... yet ruled her entire world. This is the story of a father whose silence spoke louder than words-and a daughter who found her strength in it.
  • Crimson Absence by uddaniels
    uddaniels
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    Ash falls. Hearts ache. Nothing blooms. In this haunting collection, love turns crimson, memories burn, and the body becomes a cage for everything left unsaid. These poems explore loss, longing, and the quiet devastation of feeling too much-until there's nothing left at all.
  • The Shape Of Staying by ivyleywrites
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    A collection of poems about devotion, distortion, and the quiet violence of staying too long. These pieces trace the shape of a girl who learns to soften herself into something loveable-only to realise she has given too much away. Through images of blades, smoke, and flickering memory, the poems move between longing and resistance, capturing what it means to hold onto something that hurts, even when you know you shouldn't. This is not a story of love. It's a story of what lingers after.
  • Notes on Life & Movement, Vol. 2 - Childhood Traumas by ciara_kiara97
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    I didn't grow up quiet. I grew up learning when it was safer not to speak. "These are the quiet moments I never said out loud - memories, realizations, and pieces of healing written in motion." Notes on Life & Movement is a series of reflections told through journal-style prose and poetry - tracing survival, softness, and self-discovery. Each volume explores a different part of healing: the heart, the past, and the quiet moments in between. This isn't about pity. It's about remembering. About hearing the child I once was and telling her, "You made it." Volume 3 is coming soon!!!! Written in motion, signed in peace-Ciara 🚫 Copyright Notice: This story and all related entries belong to Ciara Miles. Please do not copy, repost, translate, or reproduce any portion of this work without permission. Sharing links is welcome - copying text is not. © 2025 Ciara Miles. All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the author, except for brief quotations used in reviews or articles. "Notes on Life & Movement" and all related entries are the original creative property of Ciara Miles. Written in motion, signed in peace. - Ciara Miles
  • Riddled With Emotions by RealisticPessimistic
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    Here's a bunch of random short stories I make based on how I felt at the time :) After all, they say that emotions make for strong writing right? Enjoy!
  • When You Disappear  by heavywithwords
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    A quiet confession of loving someone who only shows up when it's convenient. It captures the ache of waiting, overthinking, and feeling invisible in a one-sided connection. In the end, it asks for something simple-honesty instead of silence.
  • The Moment I Felt Everything by yuyi1376
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    I almost ignored the moment I felt everything. But I didn't. Now it lives here
  • In an attempt to be human by AVeryPeculiarVirgo
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    For everyone else who lingers upon hitched breathe and sleepless nights. *Writing poetry started out as a coping mechanism for me so a good portion of my writing is about my trauma* *All pictures used are not mine, as any teenager would do I copy and paste pictures from Pinterest so unfortunately, I am unable to give a source for every single picture.*
  • Tired of surviving  by Kehlani61325
    Kehlani61325
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    She's a mother. A fighter. A soul at war with herself. Every night, she breaks in silence. Every day, she smiles like she's okay. But inside, she's drowning - in pain, in confusion, in unanswered prayers. This is her story. A cry to God. A letter she never meant to write, but had to. Because when your heart is heavy, the page becomes the only place you can breathe. Read it if you've ever felt lost. Stay if you've ever begged for a sign. This isn't fiction. It's real. And sometimes, that's the most powerful story of all.
  • The Unfinished Hours by Vixenmaris
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    Some things don't arrive fully formed. Some thoughts stop mid-sentence. Some feelings refuse to be named. Some hours pass without ever quite becoming anything and yet they leave a mark anyway. The Unfinished Hours is a collection of poems and scattered thoughts written in the margins of ordinary days. About the things that happen between the big moments. The quiet aches. The half-realizations. The 2am clarity that disappears by morning. No particular order. No grand conclusion. Just what was true when it was written. For the ones who think too much and feel even more.
  • 126 Days Till Graduation by artistamarcy
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    Two boys. One school. 126 days till everything changes." Frederick Adebisi never imagined his final days of high school would begin with a scholarship, a secret, and a stranger who could change his life. Coming from Nigeria to the elite halls of Trace High, he only wanted a fresh start - away from the whispers, the judgment, and the pain of being different. Then he met Stephen, the bright, teasing roommate who calls him cutie... and Charles, the mysterious top student whose gaze burns with something deeper than curiosity. Between unspoken feelings, hidden scars, and a countdown to graduation, Frederick finds himself caught in a world of friendship, betrayal, and unexpected love. Because at Trace High, secrets don't stay buried - and love isn't as simple as it seems. ✨ A story of healing, first love, and finding yourself when the world tells you not to.
  • Do Not Enter by GreyyWhispersAlt
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    This is personal writing. Not a debate. Not a discussion. Not open to fixing. Read if you want. Leave quietly if you don't.
  • The Quiet Between Heartbeats by TsukinoHana01
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    After the girl she loved drowns in a frozen lake, Wren Avery stops speaking. Sixty-eight days of silence. Sixty-eight days of drawing Lena's face into every page of her sketchbook. Sixty-eight days of pretending her heart isn't unraveling at the seams. When a quiet new girl named June sits beside her in class, Wren doesn't expect anything to change. June doesn't ask questions. Doesn't try to fix her. She just... stays. And sometimes, staying is enough to remind you how to keep living. Told in short, poetic chapters - The Quiet Between Heartbeats is a story about grief, memory, first love, and the courage to begin again.
  • One Of A Kind by MaverickIronwood
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    A tender, playful tribute to the woman whose light, laughter, and wild-hearted chaos bring color to every corner of life. This poem captures the beauty in her unfiltered moments-the stress spirals, the dramatic flares, the whirlwind energy-and celebrates them as the very qualities that make her extraordinary. It's a love letter to the "too much," the irreplaceable spark, and the storm worth standing in. At its core, it's about choosing someone fully, joyfully, and without hesitation, in every version they come in.
  • A Letter to God by Parminderr185
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    A deeply emotional letter to God, expressing a journey through love, loss, loneliness, and spiritual resilience. It reflects on the pain of broken relationships, the silent strength drawn from faith, and the eternal bond with the divine. Despite life's struggles and an incomplete story, there's hope for renewal - a belief that the soul will return to continue what was once left unfinished, with God ever present.