Contemplation Stories

I'm running out of explanations here. I'm winging it. I'm always winging it. The title just felt right and damn, here we are. It's poetry so if it's not your thing, you might like it. Occasionally, it may be a little prose, depending on the feeling but we'll try to keep it consistent. Does anyone ever even read these things? Ok it's about a boy, a lonely boy. Sometimes he feels like he's a thousand leagues under the sea. Other times, it's like he's been severed from reality. Whatever that means. This boy, just wants the world to understand him. But it has no obligation to. So he's stuck on the outskirts of everything and everything else hoping for some sense of clarity. It never comes. It never will. This is a documentation, of his never ending pursuit. That was decent, right? I do love letters, letter letters, confessions, police statements on the side, in case you need them. Basically, I'll handle the ever living heaven out of your writing needs. The sick part, is that it's free so feel free.. to blast the message board and I'll take the time I usually use to do something constructive and meaningful to tend to your requests. Read well, friends.

An ordinary day. A saffron ice cream. A smile at a bank card with his own name on it. But why does everything start over again?

Listen to me, my conscience. I must write, so let me write with your voice. Highest ranks, #1 in Haikus, #1 in Deep Poetry, #1 in Enlightening, #1 in Truthful.

Always love me some flash-fics; as well as a good SmackDown.

Rhyming, free verse, and haiku-like pieces. Highest ranks, #1 in Deep Poetry, #1 in Meaning of Life, #1 in Enlightenment, #1 in Conceptual.

These are a collection of poems written by me. I hope you enjoy. Some of these are very personal to me Others just speak of human habits Or the world in general. Please enjoy and give me feedback!

Thus the stone tumbles... To where fate has prepared its fall. And perhaps its ascent. Just so my poems do not get lost in time in Tumblr posts, this is my collection of published poems on Tumblr. These poems are at least 2 months old, so please do check out my Tumblr page at https://swayzeraekyoz.tumblr.com/ for up-to-date posts! ;D Please enjoy~

I have observed that a person who seeks to learn their religion in this age struggles to find a healthy and reliable source. Most of the sources that can be accessed come from authoritative voices handed down from above, the use of old language is widespread, and for this reason they are difficult to understand. On top of that, their monotonous style often starts to bore the reader in a short time. Especially with social media spreading everywhere, reaching correct information has become even harder. For this reason, my aim is not to provide long academic texts, but rather to spark short "flashes" that draw attention to what is right in front of our eyes yet unseen, and to encourage the reader to reflect deeply on aspects of events we fail to notice. The entirety of this writing is within the framework of the Qur'an, hadith, the Sunnah, and science. My goal is not to fill the text with academic references to verses, narrations, and articles in a way that overwhelms the reader. Instead, I aim to use a clean, simple, and clear language, and to embark together on a conversational journey of thought that can be understood by people of all ages as much as possible. I ask you not to read what is written here as you would a novel. Step back, read objectively, and listen with your heart. Let your aim be to benefit in some way, not to argue. Unfortunately, although we hear many things around us, there are very few things we are able to truly listen to with the heart.

A dying flower describes the daily life of the man who plucked it.

Sometimes I feel like I lose my mind thirty-six times a day. How is it possible to feel so fulfilled in one moment And in the next not be sure of a thing that I say?

The line between good and evil is often clouded... Black and white can become grey so easily... So how do we know? What's right or wrong? We don't. That's why we're flawed, destined to perish.

thoughts that float around at this time when I'm reading, doing assignments, relatives are groging and I'm bored or just can't sleep.

Another collection of short stories, mostly science fiction

Liam knew he wouldn't be able to win back Ava's heart, not after an incident leaving them both scarred. Now, having a stable income and a new girlfriend, he'd thought he had it all. But when he sees Ava after 3 years, cold and indifferent, his heart can't help but ache. But was he willing to put his heart on the line again? Picture doesn't belong to me. Credit to the artist.

Heyo! I will post my Late Night Thoughts here. Just wanted to write them down haha!

Just a collection of poetry that I try to write that is to be read with certain songs played in the background while read! Make sure to finish the song even after you're done with the poem just so you can be exposed to other types of music for a different kind of experience! Enjoy! Feedback is encouraged since this is a growing skill that I'm trying to develop~ Cheers Listen to Alfred Schnittke while reading!

Silence, storms and sunshine collide in the chaos within him.

A story of a dying child's journey through high school as graduation ticks closer and they're forced to question if they contributed to society. A tale of personal growth, development, realization, and acceptance as they finally learn to embrace the arms of those who love them.

Are we alone? Perhaps it is safer to be alone...