Warmhug Stories

මනුස්සයෙක්ට පුළුවන් තව මනුස්සයෙක්ගේ ලෝකෙම වෙන්න ඒ වගේම මනුස්සයෙක්ට පුළුවන් තව මනුස්සයෙක්ට ලෝකයක් වෙන්න

❝for my love, udeesha❞ is a letter to udeesha, the author whose words built empires, and whose heart built something gentler: home. told with a mix of poetic admiration and playful love, this piece celebrates the girl behind the stories. the one who offered comfort when it was needed most, who felt like bangchan in spirit-wise, warm, and endlessly kind. more than just a wattpad icon, udeesha became a big sister to the writer, guiding them through both hard days and quiet ones. in a world full of storytellers, this is a thank you to the one who didn't just write great stories-she became one.

These are some of the poems I wrote in Korean. It is not my first language and I didn't learn it professionally so mind the mistakes .Hope you get a bit of warmth and comfort in reading these poems 😅.Hope you enjoy reading this book 😊

You come home from a long day of school, so tired and mentally drained from classes. Quickly running to your room to sit down in a pile of your favorite plushies and blankets, your overwhelming bad mood gets the best of you, and then come the tears. Thats when Tartaglia gets home, and notices faint hiccups and gasps of air coming from your bedroom.

hi, i'm lee sol. this little space is for the things we feel deeply but don't always say out loud. it's for the overthinkers, the quiet dreamers, the soft hearts pretending to be strong. some entries will feel like diary pages, some like letters, some like essays, and some like the voice in your head that finally gets it. whatever it becomes, i hope it feels like a warm light on your coldest days. you're not alone here. with softness, lee sol 🤍

These are the poems that I write and I hope you gain a bit of comfort and energy as you look through these poems.Have a great time reading 😊

Gul, a flower, the fragrance she have always wanted to carry,for the moments she have always wanted to hold on,for the essence in happiness she have wished to let in,for all the bouquets she wishes to pair up for her taw'am ruhi ,for all the moments she have kept sacred and preserved for the one,to be conscious of heart and sense the morals of deen and dunya

The cover of the book says "You Never Walk Alone", which perfectly describes my poems, where you can relate, can feel all the emotions and at the end a bigger picture of them is penned. All poems are written by me. ©naturespretty

it's a short story about love. strangers meet , they interact and then no longer a stranger but a major part of your life.