Justwords Stories

My favourite quotes and poems. I hope you enjoy them as much as I did😊💜 (Quotes and poems not mine, credit to writers. Some photos do belong to me:) 🌺COMPLETED🌺

A compilation of short stories about the daily life of an orphaned street kid for which his "Life" isn't a fault of his. Full of turmoils and thorns. A genuine proof of... "Life happens to everyone differently". Read, "Relate", Vote and... . Enjoy?

Just a mind

"Just words extracted from the depths of the my heart and from the corners of my mind."

Just.. In denial.

Angsa. Swan in Indonesian. Living its whole life muted, no words, melody, nothing. Just silence. Right before death came for it, It sings. Sings out the most eerie, sad, lonely melody. My feelings to you. It's not much of a difference. I made you loved me, so much. I made you my entire world, so did you. Yet, I took it for granted I ran away Let me apologize with my melody of words. Let me sing my swan song for you.

I hope that someday, when I am gone, someone, somewhere, picks my soul up off of these pages and thinks, "I would have loved her." Feels like I am walking river Nile... Umm, i don't know what to notify but go ahead and read 📖 © all rights reserved by Zeel Parmar

Just a way to get the words out and maybe to help some people not to feel alone.

This is my 1st "story" its the words form the 1st Cat Kid Comic Club! Enjoy! (This is on hold. Sorry!)

consist of my poets in head

a collection of aimless and connection less stories and poems. WARNING: Updates Depend on new experiences!!

Preview of the story I a writing

Truth is sometimes hard to take. Listen to these truths and feel the words you sow.

A collection of my poems written whenever I'm in blight. Ranges from rhyming lines to spoken words. mostly about life though, but not focused on. I hope you enjoy. Don't forget to vote for your favourite. I'm open to your views. Enjoy

Not necessarily a story. A talk that I needed and never got. 1 of many that'll come soon.

Random thoughts

I love how things sometimes flow like the water of a streaming lake.. How things are decided by destiny and at the end of the day it is up to you how to accept your destiny But something for sure we do not always prepare ourselves for the ending of the streaming lake.. ?

words we say in anger

Words have the power to break you, they also have the power to mend your broken soul. Words can build or unbuild you. Lift you up or tear you down. Beating the silence, the weight of untold truths, words after words.

In a world of insanity... can one remain sane? *Warning* Maybe triggering for some people... so read with caution and at your own risk