Deepthinking 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

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

"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.

Not every child runs toward the world. Some watch it. Aarav was never the loudest in the room. He did not fight for attention, nor did he try to be seen. While others spoke, he observed. While others reacted, he understood. But in a world that rewards noise, what happens to the one who chooses silence? This is not just a story. It is a deep psychological journey into the mind of an introvert-where observation becomes strength, silence becomes depth, and being different becomes a quiet power. If you have ever felt unseen, unheard, or simply different- you will find yourself in these pages.

> Jacob : Whole my life is been about taking care of just one Rose , after when i lost my rose .. I feels having her beside me when i take care of this Rose ... > Lucas : I have a good news for you , i think where you might find your rose ... Penny : It's better for you Tina , it's better there , you can live in the peace and forget about him about all that happened Desert will relief all your problems ... -----/-/----- Happy to write my new story Desert Rose , About a girl who choose to live a part of her life in the desert , far from all the danger that her lover brings her , Far from all the drama and violence. But will she be even safe far away in the desert? Jacob : What does my Rose do here , you are a flower you will die in the desert ...

Minimalist poetry you probably didn't know you needed...💫🏛🌟

Thoughts cloud my mind. I find a pen and paper to be a welcome escape.

✦ 𝐖𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐩𝐚𝐝 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐀𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐲 𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐓𝐨𝐩 𝟒 𝐢𝐧 𝐀𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐲 Not everything is meant to be remembered. Some things are recorded anyway. This collection gathers short fiction written across different moments, different worlds-each one circling the same quiet question: What remains when something is no longer meant to stay? These stories move through memory, identity, and the systems that decide what is allowed to remain. Some were written for competitions. Others were never meant to be recorded at all. They are placed here, now, as record. Contents include: • Lyrical, atmospheric fiction • Institutional and character-driven narratives • Fragments, anomalies, and recovered entries Status: Archive Entries Ongoing Update Schedule: New entries added every Wednesday and Sunday @ 7:30 PM EST Some records fade. Others refuse to. Additional essays and fragments can be found under The Quiet Archive.

In a world obsessed with answers, there's a fool who only asks questions. THE FOOL KING is a philosophical poetry collection about a lost soul exploring the deepest paradoxes of existence: Who am I when I'm constantly changing? What is real when everything feels like illusion? How do I find truth in a life built on beautiful lies? Through fragmented verses and raw introspection, this collection doesn't pretend to have answers. Instead, it traces one consciousness's journey through confusion, where every realization births a new question, and wisdom lives in not knowing. This is for the overthinkers. For the lost. For those brave enough to admit they're both. For readers who've ever felt too much in a world that tells them to feel less. Author's Note: This collection is an honest exploration of confusion, identity, and the spaces between knowing and not knowing. It's philosophical, sometimes messy, and often questioning-much like the process of writing it. I don't claim to have answers. I only know that asking the questions matters. Thank you for joining the fool's journey.

Are We Preparing for the Future or Becoming the People the Future Needs? What if the future isn't something we control, but something we prepare for? In a world full of uncertainty, failure, delays, and unexpected turns, Beyond Us: Preparing for an Unpredictable Future explores how growth, usefulness, courage, and hope can help us survive and thrive in unpredictable times. This is not just a book about success. It is a book about becoming stronger while waiting for life to unfold.

-My own poems -Food for the soul -Challenge the norms, Break the system, Face reality -(unfinished)

What if everything you were taught about truth, morality, and meaning was never absolute? We are living in a time where old beliefs are collapsing-and nothing has replaced them. In that void, most people feel lost. This book is not here to comfort you. It is here to challenge you. To question what you believe. To confront what you avoid. To awaken the part of you that refuses to remain ordinary. The Age of the Self-Made God is not just a philosophy-it is a transformation. The question is not whether you understand it. The question is: Are you ready to become?

you're name is Destiny and you've lived with Sam and colby as your bestfriends since you were like 14 they are like you're older brothers and when they move after 3 year they call u and ask u to move to LA im a big house will u except? probably yeah lol

A spiraling mind‑scape of ink‑black theory and luminous paradox, where ideas fold into themselves like cosmic helixes and contradictions bloom into new forms of truth. It's the quiet hum of libraries at midnight, the shimmer of equations that feel like prophecy, the soft ache of a mind outgrowing its own architecture. This world is built from recursive thoughts, fractal meanings, and the electric tension between what you know and what you're becoming - a place where knowledge is alive, unstable, and always on the verge of transforming into something stranger, sharper, and more beautiful.

Have you thought about life so deeply? What was there before us, what will be there after us? What happens if we die? Will we vanish? Will we even exist? It's a fact that no one exactly knows the answers to those, but who stops us from thinking?

It's a story of Man and his inner thoughts battle ,Where he's trying to find his true self and the purpose of his existence . The somehow , somewhere the statement may affect or offened to the respective person or can be relative but I totally understand every individual has their own way of living and the way of thinking . Please avoid reading if you found unwanted , It's not written for inspirational purpose perhaps , It's the story of the man and his thoughts . If you like to read the deep thoughtful emotion then you can continue turning the pages !!!

We almost died together. And that was the moment everything changed. What started as a hate-love friendship turned into something neither of us planned or knew how to handle. Late nights. Fast drives. Unfinished conversations. This is a story about chaos, connection, and the kind of bond that forms when two people meet at the edge of everything. Not a perfect love story. But a real one (inspired by a true story).

There's no reason for heartbreak to be a private matter. I'm truly sorry if anyone else has ever felt this way.

This is a short poem I wrote at around 3am one morning based on personal experiences. Deals with deep issues, do don't read if you find that material offensive or upsetting. Please review. This is one of the first poems I've every written and I would appreciate feedback, critique etc.

A collection of poems relaying a journey of inspiration from the early days of a poet's awakening to the present time and everything in between.