Deepthoughts Stories

This isn't a romance novel or a mystery thriller. It's simply a collection of my thoughts, late-night reflections, and the lessons life has taught me over the years. Some pages hold poems. Some carry memories. Some tell short stories inspired by my experiences, while others capture feelings I never knew how to say out loud. These are pieces of myself I never intended to share. Yet here they are-not for attention, but as a record of who I was, what I felt, and how I grew. Maybe these words will remain just my diary in public form. Or maybe, somewhere along the way, they'll find someone who needs them as much as I once did. Welcome to the pages I never meant to share.

"For the hearts that feel too much, too often, too deeply. These poems are for you" This is a collection of feelings that you all might be bearing. I just want to be someone who understands you.

Some feelings are easier to write than they are to say. Some stay hidden in the silence, some find their way into words, and some remain unfinished, like stories that were never meant to have an ending. These are just a few of those words, thoughts, and feelings-written somewhere between what was felt and what was left unsaid. Maybe you'll find a piece of yourself in them.

Sometimes the loudest noise isn't around you. It lives within your own mind. "Noise in My Head" is a dark and introspective poem about inner conflict, contradiction, loneliness, and the struggle between what we want and what we know is right. It explores the voices within us-the questions we hide, the faces we show, and the thoughts we rarely allow others to see. Are we truly who we pretend to be? Or is there a part of ourselves waiting to be understood? - Angiela Balolot

Once I thought I had arrived. Now I know that some battles are won, just to be started again. My third poetry book, exploring the depths of my heart and mind. I stopped writing poems for months. Let dust settle in my brain. Finally I started again. Months have passed and I wrote little. That is sad, but wouldn't you agree? Starting slow is better than not starting at all.

We grow up being told what is right, what is wrong, what success looks like, what we should want, and how we are supposed to live. But how often do we stop and ask why? Things We Never Question is a collection of essays about the ordinary things we often accept without thinking twice. From competition and academic pressure to success, failure, expectations, relationships, and the lessons we learn as we grow, these essays take familiar ideas and look at them from a different perspective. There are no perfect answers here. Only questions, observations, experiences, and lessons. Because sometimes, we need to question what we were taught. Sometimes, we need to look at something we have always believed and ask, "Is it really?" Because maybe the things we never question are the things we understand the least.

For as long as she can remember, Macy has been able to walk through the sleeping minds of others. Not just dreams, but their memories, thoughts, and deepest corners of their subconcious. This was a secret she believed to be her own. However, when reality began to twist in ways that couldn't be explained, others like her formed to fight against something far bigger than they imagined. As they're drawn together by a mystery that seems to blur the lines between dreams and reality, friendships are tested and hearts are broken. And while love lingers even in the darkest moments, some battles simply can't be fought in someone else's mind.

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.

𝑇𝑖𝑚𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑝𝑎𝑠𝑠 𝑖𝑛 𝑎 𝑏𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑘 𝑜𝑓 𝑎𝑛 𝑒𝑦𝑒, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑠𝑒 𝑝𝑜𝑒𝑚𝑠 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑦 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑦𝑜𝑢. Stubborn breezes giving a shudder, a little drizzle wetting the toes and the scent of the soil stealing away the mind. Infused with love, longing and seasonal blues, this peculiar book of beautiful poems is a place where nostalgia and bliss blend together. Just as the seasons change throughout the year, this book takes you along itself via these poems - some short, some long - written to let you feel the world more intensely. Dive into a place where the monsoon never ends. 🫧🍃Updated regularly. Perfect for quiet nights and deep thoughts. Happy Reading!

just a collection of poems cuz we <3 poems. NO AI TOOL HAS BEEN USED IN THIS POEM BOOK

Adulting hits like a splash of ice-cold water on your face first thing in the morning-a rude awakening, a plot twist you never saw coming. It's the reality check that stings, but somehow, you have to keep moving, keep growing. We've braved the Ocean of Poetry-a place of storms, chaos, and crashing waves that tested our strength. But now, a new challenge awaits. Ripples Within Still Waters may seem calm on the surface, but beneath the quiet lies an undercurrent of unspoken struggles, lingering doubts, and the weight of things left unsaid. This book is for those navigating the deceptive stillness of adulthood, where peace is never as simple as it seems, and where even the smallest ripple can change everything. March 2025

This is my diary, L's diary, I'm a 18 years old boy who want to know more about himself, who want to see what his mind will take him, what his day's like, how his thoughts go trough him mind. With daily writing and publish, I hope you're going to have fun having intern discussions with me, that you'll be able to help or understand my issues, as well as my happy moments. Feel free to explore my universe, my world, my mind and my diary. I hope you're going to have fun with it. L

جہاں لوگوں کا ماننا ہے کہ تنہائی انسان کو کھا جاتی ہے، وہاں ایک وہ ہے -دنیا سے انجان لڑکی-جو تنہائی میں اپنی ایک الگ تھلگ دنیا بسائے پھرتی ہوں۔" وہ خاموش رہتی ہے تو لوگ اسے "پاگل" کہتے ہیں۔ وہ محفلوں سے کتراتی ہے تو اسے "عجیب" سمجھا جاتا ہے۔ کوئی نہیں جانتا کہ اس خاموشی کے پیچھے کتنے طوفان دبے ہیں۔ شاید اسے دنیا کی طرح جھوٹے وعدے اور مکاری کرنا نہیں آتا، اسی لیے تو اپنوں کی نفرت اور اپنوں کے طنز اس کا مقدر بن چکے ہیں۔ لوگوں کے دیے ہوئے زخموں کو وہ تنہائی کے اندھیروں میں رو کر دھوتی ہے، مگر یہ دنیا اسے جینے نہیں دیتی۔ یہ قصہ ہے اس اذیت کا، ان سسکیوں کا جو کمروں کی دیواروں تک محدود رہ جاتی ہیں، اور ان خوابوں کا جو ادھورے رہ جاتے ہیں۔ کیا کوئی ہوگا جو اس کی خاموشی کی زبان سمجھے گا؟ یا پھر یہ معاشرہ اسے واقعی پاگل کر کے ہی د م لے گا؟

i write poems 🥹 I'm not an expert but these short writings, are a part of my heart. Please feel free to comment so that I could be better in them. with love, starly 💖

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"Love is like a piece of sweet candy. Everyone has a different definition for it, but the truth is, you can't describe it. You can only feel it." To her classmates at Hanfield High, seventeen-year-old Si-eun is an invisible ghost. Short, average-looking, and completely silent, she hides in the back row behind a shield of perfect grades. While her teachers leave her alone, her peers dismiss her as a cold, boring robot who only cares about textbooks. They don't know the truth. Behind the locked door of her bedroom, Si-eun lives a double life. She is a whirlwind of color and sound-painting her walls with vivid art, writing raw prose at 3:00 AM, and singing soulful melodies to an empty room in dresses too beautiful to ever see the light of day. Her bedroom is her sanctuary; the outside world is a storm she is terrified to face. Determined to keep her brilliant mind a secret forever, Si-eun must eventually confront her deepest flaw: her crippling fear of being judged. Enter Jang Seong-ho. From the outside, he looks perfect-kind, humble, and completely put together. But his heart is full of unanswered questions. He wonders: why can't men cry? Why can't they break down in tears when even a thing as strong as stone can crack under pressure? What will happen when Si-eun and Seong-ho finally notice each other? A grounded, deeply moving story about introversion, finding your voice, and learning that the world still has beautiful things waiting for you in the light. From the Author: This story is an ultra-slow-burn. I hope you beautiful souls enjoy it with patience.

Series of poems, questioning the existence of life, and the whims of emotions and betrayals it brings

Avery has been trapped in a tumultuous relationship with her grandpa since she could talk. One she has made all manner of attempts to run away from. Him and her Great Grandma, are the only family she knows. All hell breaks loose once she, Lady Veronica Ray Rose falls to her to death. In an attempt to break free from the shackles of abuse, Avery triggers a ticking bomb that explodes on her, rendering all the doors to her past open. A past she would never have deemed possible to exist. And yet it does. She's left with no option but to venture into a world she has no idea how it runs. It's in this world that they collide. Avery Nikita Rose and Denver King Paris. But Nikita is in no mood to hover in that world. Will she open her heart to a fragment of a past she wants nothing to do with? Or will she let it fade into the distant horizon... I mean, who needs that baggage anyway?

There are some things you don't lose because they were never yours to begin with. A person who never loved you back. A friendship that slowly became a memory. A version of yourself you had to leave behind. Words you never found the courage to say. *Never Mine* is a collection of poems about wanting, losing, becoming, and letting go-about the people we couldn't keep and the pieces of ourselves we left behind trying to do so. For everything that was almost. For everything that mattered anyway. *Some things were never mine. I loved them all the same.* - X

"Forgiveness fears time because it cannot create consequences."- A collection of reflections on the present, the cost of distraction, and the things we leave behind before the abyss.