Open-minded Stories

A compilation poems of yearning, deeply seeking worth, value, and love through the aid of words. Poems engraved within the author's mind to get through the different spectrum of life expressed in a Tagalog-English poems. These are meant to be kept as a diary, however, due to the use of strong language, the author decided to transform it into a collection of poems. Have fun reading. DATE STARTED: April 19, 2026. DATE COMPLETED: --

here is a story of a supernatural where vampire, werewolves and alot of humans who become zombies. The Vampire who feeds on human blood. The werewolves who hunt and kill. The Human who becomes a zombie. and there's a girl who woke up inside a temple.. a girl who never die.. a girl who will save the world when it's in chaos. The Fallen Goddess is awoken.. will she meet the vampire? will she resurrect the undead? will the werewolves bow to her? nothing is impossible to her, She live at the beginning of the world overseeing the changes and evolution of animals, plants, and the Humans..

Nagvibrate 'yung phone ko at halos mapalundag ako sa nakita kong text. 1 message received From: Romeo Tin, gising ka pa? Tatawag ako, ha?

In ancient years, India was a cradle of wonders. Mathematics, science, martial arts, surgery-each found its beginning here. Even art and music were shaped with care and reverence. Yet, she was never a seeker of conquest. She created, she shared, and she remained whole. Our story turns east- to a land where belief and reason have long walked side by side, often at odds. Where mountains stand vast, and rivers run deep, eager to meet the Bay of Bengal. Between them, the earth unfolds into landscapes of quiet beauty. Forests grow thick and wild here, sheltering both wonder and danger. And from this land have risen minds of great wisdom... and hearts of great courage. This journey will move through the lands of Bengal-stretching across present-day West Bengal, Nepal, Sikkim, Bhutan, and Bangladesh- and into Lohitshava, the realm of the eastern sisters: Assam, Arunachal Pradesh, Meghalaya, Tripura, Manipur, Mizoram, and Nagaland. A complete fiction with an unexpected twist. Royalty. Conflict. Romance. Betrayal. LGBTQ+

Everything is inside

for eric, for cameron, for jean and everyone in between. my thoughts, my struggles, the reclaim of my life. this book is for me.

The world is sick, the people are sick, the government is sick. We all are sick & tired of something, we may not feel the results, but we endure pain in many different areas, having faith & praying is the only answer to remove the feeling of sickness.

The illegality of cannabis is outrageous, an impediment to full utilization of a drug which helps produce the serenity and insight, sensitivity and fellowship so desperately needed in this increasingly mad and dangerous world.

When you look around the world you see beauty but you also see darkness. To see the light you have to know what the dark looks like, just like the stars. They say you do not know how important it is until it disappears. To be sad you have to first be happy and to be angry you have to first be calm. So for the world to end It has to first live but just like the children that die at birth the world will only have one breath, one glance before it all comes to an end. Comes crashing down but the only thing you can be grateful for is that you got to see the light because after that. The world will become a blackout. Copyrighted ©

"The Essence" and Consciousness explained. "(I am literally talking to the universe. We are having a conversation as I type this.)"

Young Azlyn Ignacia Ilepsie writes through journal entries her views on insanity, and how growing up in a first world society may not always be what it seems.

People use to tell me to Have an open mind. I didn't really get what that means. But all I know is my whole life,I have been feeling like Im missing something...A part of me...

Take a like , of this status But only if you're tall, light skinned or fit , nothing more past this. See , it's a self centered level of confidence When you type this message I want some affection. But I , will never reply To the ones I think will have a dirty mind. Swerve , to the ugly ones You might find ounce of love. But that ounce wouldn't be from me Because I love tatted light skins you see I don't care if you have a nice personality I'll just friend zone you But maybe you'll ease in if I'm horny And If we meet , don't even think you can fondle around It's a, no flex zone But I'm not gonna tell you that though Until the very end Imma type you a message and say I just wanna be friends. I love dreadheads. Drenched in a certain type of nationality I never got the opportunity to see what's real love. And I'm still wondering why these people keep breaking my heart . I'm blind by sight , Maybe it's because I'm a social media stereotype.

Poetry by Me

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Not too bad but not "EXTRAORDINARY!" Still got a lot of room for more and more improvement ^^

wallflower: a person who, because of shyness, unpopularity, or lack of a partner, remains on the side of a party or dance. a shy person (mainly a girl) who does not involve herself in interactions or at any social event and does not attract much attention or interest. Someone who is introverted and tends to stay off on the side. "See what great love the Father has given us that we should be called God's little children - and we are! The reason the world does not know us is that it didn't know him." - 1 John 3:1 Maybe, just maybe, someone will see the wallflower sitting by herself and ask her to dance.