Poem Stories

My old poems and quotes. Currently editing. Finished (2021)

Sometimes the words spill out messy...... sometimes soft. This book is where they all landded. This book is a collection of poems that speak from the heart! Each poem captures a moment, a feeling or a thought that words often fail to say. The Symphony of Wings & Hearts reminds that even in silence, our hearts have their own music soft, gentle and endless.

[1x AWARD 🏅] Welcome to my world of writing. Motivations are everywhere, and nowadays Hopes are nowhere.So, lets combine them together in a Poem, prose and quotes. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ MOTIVATION FOR YOURSELVES : KEEP HOPE ALIVE This book may contain a collection of poems and thoughts which inspire us and help us to be positive in our lives. They are useful for those who feel Happiness, Also useful for those who feel Sadness. Useful for those who want to win, Also useful for the one who want to lose. Can't understand anything, then just read the book. It's my FIRST BOOK on Wattpad. I Hope you will like this book. Anyways, Feel free to read. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ASTONISHING RANKINGS: (12.11.2025) #1 in POETIC JUSTICE, #1 in MOTIVATOR, #1 in RHYME, #1 in SOLUTIONS, #1 in BEPROUD, #1 in SPOKEN WORD POETRY , #1 in POEMS OF LIFE, #1 in MOTIVES, #1 in MOTIVATIONAL QUOTES, #1 in FEEL BETTER , #1 in SWEET WORDS, #1in MOTIVATIONAL, #1 in PROSE, #1 in POSITIVE, #1 in DEEP POEMS. #2 in GOAL. #3 in THOUGHTS AND FEELINGS, #3 in POEM COLLECTION. #6 in POESIA.

It is another written journal composed of a collection of thoughts, each reflecting the writer's unique perspectives on love. It may take the form of a poem, a story, or a simple passing thought. As the saying goes, "In every rose-beautiful and fragile-there are thorns." So it is with life and love: both are filled with differences and complications, yet they remain, and will always be, beautiful.

Thoughts. Words. Feelings. All of these are things we experience on a daily basis. Of course, it varies from person to person; how many thoughts we have, how deeply we feel, how we use our words. This is but my experience, shared with the world. My thoughts voiced for my own peace of mind. My words spoken for all to hear. My feelings bared, heart on my sleeve. The darkness within us all sometimes intimidates us, and we can all but hide inside closets where our masks and skeletons dance.

𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕡𝕠𝕖𝕞𝕤 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕣𝕒𝕨, 𝕙𝕠𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕥, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕦𝕟𝕒𝕡𝕠𝕝𝕠𝕘𝕖𝕥𝕚𝕔, 𝕔𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕚𝕥 𝕗𝕖𝕖𝕝𝕤 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕝𝕚𝕧𝕖 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕕𝕖𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕠𝕟. 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕒𝕣𝕜𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕕,𝕤𝕒𝕕𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕥𝕣𝕦𝕘𝕘𝕝𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕗𝕚𝕟𝕕 𝕙𝕠𝕡𝕖 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕕𝕤𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕕𝕖𝕤𝕡𝕒𝕚𝕣. 𝕋𝕙𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕕𝕤 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕗𝕖𝕖𝕝 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕖𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕕𝕖𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕠𝕟, 𝕒𝕤 𝕚𝕥 𝕥𝕒𝕜𝕖𝕤 𝕙𝕠𝕝𝕕 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕣𝕖𝕗𝕦𝕤𝕖𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕝𝕖𝕥 𝕘𝕠. 𝔹𝕦𝕥 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟 𝕒𝕞𝕚𝕕𝕤𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕒𝕣𝕜𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕤, 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕞𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕓𝕖𝕒𝕦𝕥𝕪 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕝𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕚𝕤 𝕒 𝕓𝕠𝕠𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕠𝕟𝕒𝕥𝕖 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕒𝕟𝕪𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕨𝕙𝕠 𝕙𝕒𝕤 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕤𝕥𝕣𝕦𝕘𝕘𝕝𝕖𝕕 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕕𝕖𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕠𝕟. 𝕀𝕥 𝕚𝕤 𝕒 𝕣𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕨𝕖 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕒𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕚𝕟 𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕡𝕒𝕚𝕟 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕒𝕝𝕨𝕒𝕪𝕤 𝕙𝕠𝕡𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕥𝕠𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕣𝕠𝕨.

A lost fool trying to explore himself, the world and the illusions..

Poetry is the easiest way of expression for some like me, not only experiences but feelings. This book is a set of poems about feelings, experiences and thoughs that linger in my mind day and night. There's letters too that will never reach the eyes of those who they're intended for, though some are just based on emotion. I write because I hope that someone comes across this and thinks "hey this is relatable". Some may resonate with experiences that awaken sacred fragments of memories, or some may just deeply impact. I write because that's the easiest way I can express any feelings. I write for fun, for love and for awareness on certain topics. All poems and letters are original by me :) Most aren't aimed at anyone specific, but just product of my imagination.

This journal is a collection of reflections, each capturing a distinct perspective of the writer's inner world. This section, in particular, turns its gaze toward her dreams-those fleeting visions that dwell between reality and reverie. Here, dreams are embodied by the poppy flower: a symbol of beauty and transience, blooming gently within the quiet garden of the mind.

Haikus about coming to terms with living in a fucked up world.

There is a boy who found love in papers, There is more ink than blood beneath his skin. They say when he bleeds, the poems he never dared to write spill from his veins like a confession that never found paper. Not red, but that thick blue-black liquid drips, from the places he hides pain, and every drop whispers a line That he never dared to speak. His heart is like a library locked by trembling hands. His silence Talks more than any word ever could When he smiles, the corners of his mouth shapes like quotation marks, pausing between the love he never got and the lines of poems noone ever saw He doesn't cry. He doesn't bleed. He inks. Ureshi renzou 🍙 Harith kaelash🍀

You may not have to answer for a trail of broken hearts but fate will always make you answer for one. 9 part narrative fictional/ non fictional Chapter 1-4 will be previewed on Wattpad Full short story novel will be released and published on Barnes and noble press in 20 copies paperback and ebook December 29th for 10.99.

scribbling and saving those flash flood feelings

Every heart carries words it cannot speak, and feelings it cannot hide. This book is a collection of shayaris that reflect those quiet emotions - love that stayed, pain that changed us, moments that slipped away, and memories that refuse to fade. Each shayari holds a different shade of life. Some will comfort you, some may hurt a little, and some might remind you of someone you once knew. Read them slowly, and let each line find its place within you. Note from the Author: The shayaris included in this book have been collected from various sources and inspirations. They are not written by me. All the rights goes to their respective writers.

I fell for the warmth that knew it wouldn't last.

♡︎ 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗌𝖾 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗎𝗅𝗍𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗆𝗒 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾, 𝗆𝗒 𝗌𝗍𝗎𝗉𝗂𝖽𝗂𝗍𝗒, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗆𝗒 𝖽𝖾𝗅𝗎𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌.

A laugh I kept. A silence I carried. An ache I never named.

♡︎ 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗌𝖾 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗌.

Balance: Where the ash forgets the fire. Part 1: Fragmented: A descent where light has not arrived, yet. Part 2: Illuminated

I like writing poems and stuffff Tell me what you think :)