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"I know your favorite songs and you tell me 'bout your dreams."~Taylor Swift I've seen rant books on here, but I don't think I've ever seen a thought book. Every chapter won't be poetry, and not all of it will be aesthetic boards either. It's just going to be a 'Greatest Hits' book of sorts with some new things sprinkled in, using various artistic mediums.

Quite literally the ramblings of a lunatic I am that lunatic A lunatic who can't stop writing Or feeling Or testing the limits of my soul. I prescribe to the belief of "what is the point of making art if you don't share it with someone" so here I am, sharing my art. It is often sad, annoyingly philosophical, and frequently dramatic as most poetry is and as I always am. do with that what you will :) 🏅 #1- Depersonalization- Jan 1, 2026 #1- musings- Jan 6, 2026 #2- greiving- Jan 3, 2026

An anthology of poems that I wrote from 2022-2026

An anthology of poems from 2017-2021

Yeh koi story nahi. Bas kuch vichar hain. Kabhi dil ke, kabhi dimaag ke. Agar aapko bhi kabhi ajeeb se random sawal aate hain... toh shayad yeh pages aapko thode apne jaise lagen.

Why can't I think of anything poetic to say? Anyways! Here is my novice collection of short dreamy paragraphs and poems, most of them writen at 2am at night (simply because I am too scared to stay up till 3...have u heard some of those crazy 3am horror stories?) Sorry! I promise my stories are better than this intro ;) Hope you enjoy! I would be really glad to know how to improve and please vote if u like what you read. Every single one will make my day :) Love you!

The world is deep in its slumber, oblivious to the restless soul that lay awake in darkness and plagued by thoughts and words she could never bring herself to tell them... so she whispers it to the night. [Disclaimer: I just write to pass time so... This may genuinely suck. Whtvr.]

Every word hides million truths. A book of random musings.

This is a compilation of poems I have written over time, and on the days to come. It explores love, pain, loneliness, death, hope, happiness and a place to belong. I write poems when my emotions are the strongest when the pain is too much to take. I hope you can relate to some of the poems and find another piece of yourself in them. Some poems are taken from my blog (link in bio) but I felt I should add them to this compilation. To life, for giving us all a chance to make a difference. PS- I made the cover and I am quite proud of it haha

#74 in poetry on 20/01/2018 Some thoughts Of heart Entangled.. And When I run My hand Through The strings Of heart A new melody Was created...

random musings; short verses, poetry, and just a bunch of stuff [ 2018- ] another pen name: queen eos aurora

Love poems to no one in particular

Reflective poems

Scribed Thoughts is just as it sounds, an ecclectic gathering reflections, musings, flights of fancy, and stories, all from the mind of Travis J. Croken, The Calm Scribe. Enter with an open mind and prepare to be taken to far off worlds right beside you. Allow your curiosity to run free and your mind converse within itself. Reflect on what you read, for fun or if the words move you. Above all enjoy your stay and as always, feel free to comment.

Come in. Kick off your shoes, get comfortable. Have a cup of tea while you find your place. The world is quiet here.

voices, fragments, poems

Kisses on bandaids, And a trail of wounds I often pick at. ♡ Bed-ridden poetry, From the girl who felt everything and nothing, all at once. © 2018 miahthepsychic All Rights Reserved

Short stories, sometimes poems, ramblings, and 3am thoughts. Grab a seat and sit down homie, cause you 'bout to relate so much, it'll leave you awestruck. (Probably will need tissues and food, cause crying is an exhausting exercise, you'll die if you don't eat) All right reserved. Copywriting is against wattpad laws.

This book is but a humble attempt at encapsulating life and all its flavours. It is an ode to the sad days and melancholy nights. For grief that stays alive even after years have passed. Musings of longings and dreams of escape. And a protest against the injustices of the world.

Poetry and journaling of mine. Some in story form, some poetry, some late night rambles.