Latenightthoughts Stories

Original Poems by me (BelleDaHPnPJOGeek). A place where thoughts and feelings are expressed creatively. "Poetry is emotion put into measure" -T. S. Elliot

This is not a story but thoughts I couldn't say. This is the way of expressing myself in a world where no one dares to listen.

i hope someone reads these and can relate or just enjoys them

Short poems exploring the pain of losing someone without truly losing them, but losing yourself instead. A quiet grief for the past version that will never return, and the fragile hope of becoming something new, until sorrow slowly turns into joy. 📌 Pinterest board: https://pin.it/397dQqEff

Two lives, moving in different directions. two hearts, carrying what no one else could see. They were never meant to meet... until they did. Written after Tahajjud is a quiet story of healing, faith, and the unexpected ways two souls can find each other when they need it most.

A poem about fading conversations, silent distance, and the pain of being the only one trying to keep a connection alive. Sometimes silence says more than words ever could.

ꜱʜᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴀ ᴩᴀʀᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴍy ꜱᴏᴜʟ ᴡɪᴛʜ yᴏᴜ ᴀʟʟ

This is not a love story. This is what happens after. A collection of poems about being loved, broken, and slowly rebuilt by the aftermath of it all. About the version of me that believed in promises... and the one that had to survive them. He said I would find something better. He said I would be okay. But no one talks about what it feels like to lose yourself while trying to love someone else. This is for the friends who watched me change. For the parts of me I had to leave behind. And for the person I'm still becoming. Some things don't end with goodbye. Some things end with learning how to be new.

Just Venting Out - has surged due to a feeling of loneliness and sadness that has come suddenly in full force. The past three months have been so hard and Venting Out it is.

This isn't just a book. It's a collection of the feelings I swallowed, the words I never got to say, and the moments that made me realize I was holding on to something that was never mine. It's about waiting for a message that never comes, overanalyzing the smallest interactions, and convincing myself that maybe, just maybe, he'd finally see me the way I saw him. I wrote this for the version of me that stayed too long, that mistook inconsistency for mystery, and silence for something other than indifference. If you've ever loved someone who made you feel like an option, if you've ever begged the universe for a sign that never showed up, then, this book is for you. It's for anyone who has ever romanticized a "maybe," ignored the red flags in favor of potential, or held onto a love that only existed in their head. This isn't a guide on how to move on, it's a confession of what it feels like to be stuck, down bad, and still waiting for something that was never real to begin with.

"Kehte hain rishte tootne ke liye kisi bade jhagde ki zaroorat hoti hai... par kabhi kabhi, bas 'kuch na karna' hi rishte ko khatam kar deta hai. Aarohi aur Kabir ki kahani, ek aisi khamoshi ki jise sirf chand ne suna. Kya mohabbat ka khatam hona sirf ek pal ki baat hai, ya ye bahut pehle hi shuru ho gaya tha? Ek diary ka panna, ek adhura pachtava."

short poems I wrote in the middle of the night hey guys! just wanna say i hope you guys enjoy the poems, please leave feedback 💕

Poem of a day that was lonely

a collection of short poems capturing the non linear healing process after the end of a first love. songs that inspired or are referenced in this collection:) https://open.spotify.com/playlist/2VQNplUXvQoXFVkL7Ct2P4?si=0BkgnmIRQsqRsqTa6NWM1w

My brain rambling in the middle of the night and wouldn't let me sleep

I thought I would share my late night thoughts.

Short fiction for sleepless nights and wandering minds. Each story is 500-1000 words-born from prompts, restlessness, or thoughts I couldn't leave unwritten. Soft, strange, a little sad or a little sweet-these stories blend magical realism, quiet sci-fi, and wistful drama. If you like tales that whisper more than shout, that feel like a breeze through an open window, this space is for you. Read one before bed, in a waiting room, or whenever you just need to feel something. Unwind here. Drift elsewhere for a while.

• Tigger Warning • YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED Some of these poems will mention death and acts of S*icide. You are not alone, we are not alone, please reach out to someone and talk about it. Taking your life is one of many permanent solutions to temporary/short term thoughts/problems. You ARE Loved, you ARE worthy, you DO belong. If nobody has told you they love you lately, remember that I love you. Sad late night poems.

It can be weird to look inside a person's head and realize they can be someone completely different from who you think they are. Here's a collection of poems that shows what it's like inside mine.

A temporary escapade.. just a collection of toxic thoughts ,broken feelings and being wasted... so I can't promise that it can satisfy you but I'll really appreciate it, if you'll lend some of your time on reading it..Thanks a lot!!!