Musings Stories

poetry & loving, random thoughts.

introspection: /ˌintrəˈspekSH(ə)n/ (noun) the examination or observation of one's own mental and emotional processes. ☾ Yep, this is yet another poetry book! I thought I should end "lypophrenia" since I feel like the poems I'm writing now are different from back then, and I don't want to just shove them all into one long book. So this is where I will store my longer and (hopefully) more sophisticated poems. Some of them you will have seen, some are new. Enjoy! ©️ @astra-lis (@MiaNightlock). Cover set by Jacques (@QUEERPLATONICS) ♡

❝ My thoughts are stars I could not fathom into constellations. ❞

a collection of poems, musings, and unfinished stories I have written over the past few years that helped me process everything I've gone through -Disclaimer- I am not a professional writer, nor am I looking for criticism on my writing. The things I have written are derived from the pains I have suffered over the course of my life and I wouldn't appreciate anyone picking apart my works as it would be like picking at healing wounds. Please respect this, you don't have to think it's good and you don't have to like it, but please don't criticize it. "I suppose I love my scars Because They have Stayed Longer Than Most People Have" - Nikita Gill

What if the 27 Club had been granted two more years? A short, introspective poem exploring digital solitude, existential dread, and the quiet weight of the passage of time. When the shadow of the infamous club stretches toward twenty-nine, an internal dialogue begins to circle like a wolf in the dark-questioning value, arrogance, and the quiet surrender of those who never even tried.

This is a collection of poems and musings by yours truly. All rights reserved and content copyrighted.

Random Sindhanais ennoda raw, unfiltered thoughts, late-night musings, and everyday observations-oda motha muttai. Childhood memories-oda bittersweet nostalgia-la irundhu, adulting panra thallatam, society, love, and life-oda beautiful chaos-a paathna random rants varaiku-idhu eppovume nonstop-a yosikra mind-galkana oru safe space. Sila chapters unga sirippu muttum, sila chapters unga deep-a pause panni yosika vaikum, innosila chapters ungaluku romba down ah irukrappo oru positive feel tharum. Kandipa idula edachum oru chapter ungaluku relatable ah irukum. Just give a try.

It's not hard to remember what my lines are when expectations were not kinda melodramatic. It is a time to mourn the loss of the most beautiful treasures I was forced to relinquish, a tender goodbye to fragments of my heart's desires.

There was a Happy Heart sitting on a bench in a park. She was so happy for some unknown reasons. She just felt happy like any usual day she had. Not until she saw a lonely heart walking down the street.

Words I can't say but I can write.

❝ most relationships are doomed. so it should come as no surprise that I choose to pursue feelings, not people ❞ 🖤 a curated collection of original poetry 🖤

Just a hopeless poet's comfy nook for writing poems on various topics. Signed, Naps

This is the story of a man. He was a short man. He had no friends. Join Steve on his quest of longingness and connectionless ponderings, as he muses about the joys and humiliations of living without a companion. Of any sort. At all. In this book, not only will you as a reader discover what it is like to be a short man called Steve, but you will discover the true meaning of companionship (Or possibly lack of companionship, read on to find out). Not only will this book take you on meaningful journey, but you will find yourself forgetting that you are reading a book at all. Come away with Steve, be his invisible companion, and discover. ...New updates coming soon...

It's the night, and that is the time when thoughts become poems =========================== enjoy!

A poetry collection.

She is a young lady who finally had the confidence to put her writings and photos-little parts of her-out there in the open.

It's not a story nor it is a poem, it's just random unspoken beautiful feelings captured in those tiny chapters

A collection of poems and writings of mine that I wrote whilst travelling and living in Europe for the first time. There is a yearning in my life that I sometimes struggle to put into words; here, I offer you my true and authentic feelings. Stay a while, or come and go as you please. These words are for you.

Poems

Words I wrote but never told anyone Ocean of feelings but never shared a drop this is a collection of unspoken, unaddressed and unsent letters.