Poetic Stories

𓂃˖˳·˖ ִֶָ ⋆🌷͙⋆ ִֶָ˖·˳˖𓂃 ִֶָ हीरे मोती मैं ना चाहूँ मैं तो चाहूँ संगम तेरा मैं तो तेरी, सैयां तू है मेरा सैयां सैयां तू जो, छू ले, प्यार से आराम से मर जाऊं आजा, चँदा, बाहों में तुमें ही गुम हो जाऊँ मैं तेरे नाम में खो जाऊं सैयां सैयां 𓂃˖˳·˖ ִֶָ ⋆🌷͙⋆ ִֶָ˖·˳˖𓂃 ִֶָ "𝐔𝐧𝐤𝐢 𝐤𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐤𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐲𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐢 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐚𝐢 𝐛𝐡𝐢 𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐞 𝐤𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐲𝐞 𝐛𝐡𝐢 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐡𝐮" "𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐲 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐚𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐚 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 " "𝐕𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐯𝐚𝐧 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐢𝐧 ?!" " 𝐈𝐟 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐨𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐞𝐠𝐨 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐛𝐞 " "𝐌𝐚𝐚 𝐤𝐞𝐡𝐭𝐢 𝐭𝐡𝐢 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐤𝐨 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢 𝐦𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐨" 𓂃˖˳·˖ ִֶָ ⋆🌷͙⋆ ִֶָ˖·˳˖𓂃 ִֶָ #1 in Lucknow #1 in poetic #9 in Delhi #1 in cultural #1 in bestbookever #1 in classical music #8 in te

A poem about the shore.

What happens when the world goes quiet, but your mind doesn't? 𝐍𝐎𝐂𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐄 isn't a story. It's a series of moments, the kind you don't talk about in daylight. The kind that sit with you when the room is dark, when the clock is too loud, when sleep refuses to be kind. These poems don't ask to be understood. They ask to be felt. From fragile beauty hidden in unexpected places, to silent battles no one sees, to thoughts that linger somewhere between breaking and becoming, this collection moves like the night itself-soft, restless, and a little unforgiving. Some poems will feel like comfort. Some will feel like confrontation. And some will feel like they were written from a place you've been trying to avoid. Read it slowly. Or don't. The night doesn't rush. And neither do the truths waiting inside it.

A collection of short stories varying from different themes. Joy to sadness. Grief to love. Twice a week- a new story. Estimate: Monday and Thursday (Under 200 words)

The Moon Goddess, Luna, rules the night from a throne no one could reach, and no one could truly see. She has everything a god could possess, power, beauty, luxury, and wisdom-except one thing she was never meant to want: a life of her own. Every step she takes away from divinity pulls her deeper into consequences the gods will not forgive. For once a god learns to feel like a human, even the heavens may no longer be able to bring her back. "Is it wrong... for an immortal being to want something she was never meant to want?" She lowered her gaze toward the world beneath her, where mortals suffered, laughed, and chose-even when it hurt. "I was given everything," "And yet... I envy those who have less, because they have something I do not." Freedom.

Do you know what a soul is? what is life? tough question isn't it? Ig everybody finds a unique answer to that question. I hope you find yours. This book is a fragment of mine.

Just Rope A short story by Ming Hwang A talking dog. His owner. A person known only as Coach. This is a story about leashes we can't see, the voices we choose to hear, and the life-changing power of learning to walk away from what you love the most. ('Just Rope' magnifies a moment from 'The Sum of Our Hearts' into a standalone fable)

What would it have meant to fight Napoleon in a world where history advanced backwards? And how can we long for something we have never lived? Those were the questions I began to unravel the moment I opened myself step into the Rift - a chaotic realm suspended between space and time, locked in perpetual war, meant to reverberate everything our world forgot that could have been, both for good and disgrace. These are my memories. This is my story. The account of a common soldier, the product of my adventures venturing into rules thought long gone, with the mind of a teenager of our time - torn between friendship, my expectations, fleeting merriment, and a ruthless reality that forced me to see the world through lenses I could never even have dreamed of... Or perhaps I could. Through these tales, philosophy peeks in quietly, for in stories, we often end up meeting ourselves a little better. [A historical fantasy told in memoir style, following Flynn, a sixth-form lad who, by fate and a restless thirst for adventure, finds himself entangled as a cavalry soldier in a mirror world of our own... A realm blackened by an apparently endless war, yet one that echoes techniques we might dare call modern despite its Imperial age, with only his closest friend, Sebastian, as his guide and introducer.] Content warning: depictions of violence and death, slight gore, use of tobacco, drugs and alcohol - as well as historical prejudices.

The moment when the humor runs out and you realize you're not just 'traveling' anymore. To anyone who has ever sat by a 'destiny' and watched the 'fate' in the room. This one is for you. Life is cruel. Sleep well, everyone.

She gave until there was nothing left of her to hold. Now, she rebuilds from the ruins she once called love.

The world runs on a lie of stability. For generations, the Guardians have scrubbed the records, smoothed the contradictions, and redirected the curious to ensure humanity never looks down. They believe that as long as the system remains internally consistent, the truth doesn't matter. But a single discrepancy has slipped through their filters-a thought that refuses to resolve, a pattern that matches the dying of the stars. As the pressure beneath reality begins to resonate with the cooling heavens, the boundary between containment and contact is thinning. The truth isn't coming for the world; it has always been here, waiting for someone to finally notice.

"Where feeling too much is safer than feeling nothing at all" ﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉୨♡୧﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉ ࣪⠀⠀𓏵⠀⠀ ׅ　 poems⠀⠀ྀི ♰⠀ 𓈒 ⠀sfw⠀ ﾉ⠀rants ✙ ﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍ est. 2026 - yours truly, millsx_

Pages flip open Dear diary In a world where height is power, the tallest must marry royalty-or be erased from existence. At just 14, the Nameless Giant faces Rule 593, the forbidden law that can turn life into a prison of golden chains-or vanish him from memory forever. Banished souls roam in the shadows, wars rage across kingdoms, and fate itself dictates every choice. As darkness and light collide, one boy must survive a world that doesn't want him, uncover the secrets of his past, and confront a future where even his answer may not be his own. In Rule 593, power is deadly, freedom is an illusion, and every inch matters. Diary closed... Closing my fate... -In two day-

Jungkook, an ordinary college student with a penchant for literature, finds solace in the pages of novels. His latest fascination lies in tales of vampires-stories steeped in ancient myths and folklore, detailing their formidable powers and cursed existences. He is blissfully unaware that the book he holds is far more than just fiction; it is a profound testament to a destiny he is unknowingly bound to. As a passage from the book escapes Jungkook's lips, spoken innocently and without conscious thought, it awakens a destiny that had long slumbered. A vampire king, who has been in an eons-long slumber, is stirred from his rest. He now embarks on a relentless hunt for his fated mate, driven by a thousand years of unquenched hunger and the profound need for a heart that can finally make him whole. The threads of fate begin to pull at Jungkook, who attempts to flee the inevitable, only to find himself irresistibly drawn into the arms of a destiny he can't escape. Will Jungkook escape the threads of fate that have been spun for centuries? Can he flee from a predator who has waited for millennia? And what secrets does his own heart hold that could make an immortal truly alive?

No one sits in the last bench of Class 11-B. They say a boy died there years ago. They say the seat remembers. Then a boy transfers in and chooses it. he is easy to forget. Teachers stumble over his name. Classmates remember his voice but not his face. he casts no shadow, and mirrors seem to know him better than people do. He watches from the place he died-bound to the classroom, unseen by the world, certain he is only a ghost. Until he hears him. Until he looks at him through glass and reflections and stays. As quiet conversations grow into something dangerous, the line between living and dead begins to blur. Because he isn't fully alive. And he isn't ready to let go. Some loves are never meant to be remembered. Some seats are never meant to be taken. And sometimes, loving someone means choosing to disappear. forgotten names, mirrored truths, and a love that exists where shadows should be. Rankings 1st in tomorrow on 01/03/2026 1st in txtfic on 21/03/2026 2nd in txtfic on 24/03/2026 1st in beomjun on 26/04/2026

I like to write my feelings, and I hope you like the things I write. If you don't, that's fine.

She is king, he is a warrior and a natural in power. She goes to hell. He goes to heaven. She is destined to be burned at the stake, he is destined for greatness and glory, only for it to break into madness and heartache. She has a heart of stone, he has a silent dream of finding love, and fate is said to have a way around the most unexpected events... *This is a story of battle, mild/moderate mentions of blood and violence are to be expected. Read at your own discretion. For the complete experience of this world I created, kindly search for the playlist named 'Angelia' On Spotify. Happy reading!

A Book of Poetry, pretty self explanatory.

My newest anthology of poems, 2022-2026

In a world where precision defines survival and mistakes can cost lives, the field of medicine demands more than just intelligence-it demands humanity. Behind every diagnosis is a story. Behind every patient is a life waiting to be understood. And behind every future doctor is a heart that must learn not only how to heal others, but also how to carry the weight of what healing truly means. Art from the Heart is a story set within the demanding halls of a medical institution, where excellence is expected and perfection is chased. It follows two individuals from different worlds-one who seems to have everything, and one who chooses to remain unseen. Kevin, a cardiologist senior known for his brilliance and perfection, lives under the pressure of expectations that never seem to end. Andrei, a neurologist freshman, but he didn't actually a freshman, his own path-observing, feeling, and understanding things in ways others often overlook. The background story of Andrei is a tragic and hunting him worst even in his dream. because his parents are died, his father got motorcycle accidents and his mother passed away from her illness. Andrei suffered, and to the point affecting his mental health. Not until he became independent and live in his own. his determination and sacrifices to achieve his big dreams for his parents to become a professional doctor to saved many lives of people. As their paths cross, they begin to discover that medicine is not just a science to be mastered, but an art to be felt. Because sometimes, the greatest healing doesn't come from knowledge alone- but from something deeper. Something that comes... from the hearts and souls.