Thoughts Stories

"Come inside this heart of mine, feel the beat to the poets rhyme, words they tumble, spilling pain, tales of woe or love, again." Poems about love, good and bad, real and imagined, sometimes beautiful, sometimes dark but always, always, from the heart. To anyone who takes the time to read any of the poems in this collection, please know that I truly appreciate it and if you also wanted to press the little vote button, that would be amazing :) H x 30/5/18 - #1 in Poems & #37 in Poetry :)

A collection of journals written in the quietest hours, during the loudest cries no one ever hears. Bleeding ink flows from her heart, engraving pain with every stroke on the page. Page after page is marked with stained tears, a signature of unbearable sorrow. Every fragment of memory is preserved, never forgotten.

'I will marry' Yeah finally the asshole had something to say, he kept my sister waiting for ages. He better treat her very well or else I'd be their little honeymoon package and I'd show him all of my karate skills. 'But I'll marry you' He pointed his finger at me, the hell was he talking about? I almost chuckled thinking it's a joke but everyone else just stood as if there was nothing that could be said against it. 'W_hat?' My sister said almost breaking. The asshole made my sister cry???????? 'Am sorry I can't marry you I am more attracted to your little sister' I almost jumped to him, until I heard my sister crying while she left the room. I was about to run after her but I stood in front of the so called husband, 'Fuck you' that was all I could say.

When I decided to rage the Holy War, it looked very much like staring at my bedroom floor MISC BOOK / Random Cover by @diaItragedy

Salt & Honey is a collection of poems about the beauty and ache of being human. Through themes of love, loss, healing, and hope, each piece blends the sting of salt with the sweetness of honey, capturing life's bittersweet moments and the strength found within them. Inspired by my great-grandma, a woman who always saw the positive side of everything, strong as a rock, ready to forgive, always giving. Thank you for everything! We'll meet in between words and say bye with the sunset.

A collection of poems I've written dating from now to when I was in high school.

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

Trying to become the man my son deserves - one day at a time. This is me. Every day, trying to be a better man - even when I don't feel like one. A mess of thoughts, failures, wins, and everything in between. This is my journey in real time, raw and unfiltered. I'm not writing for attention. I'm writing for release. I pray that someone finds solace in the words on these pages. This is an ongoing journey with daily entries. It will be long. There will always be something to read. I think of this as a rough draft to a future published book - if I'm lucky enough to make it that far. Because of how I'm writing this, there won't be hundreds of parts. A new part begins each week, and daily entries live within the current week. Simple. Honest. Consistent.

The city of thorns glowed with electric sorrow.

Minimalist poetry you probably didn't know you needed...💫🏛🌟

A series of generated polls to gather information about what you, the readers, like and so on in my stories. There is no competition, but I am curious to hear these answers...

Sh!tposts on royals, destiny, my works, others works and everything

well I'm absolutely not good with writing a story ig 😕 that's why I've created this book... we all delulu peoples💅 can share our thoughts here 😎

These are poems, I created in my head. They are on real events. They are words or anything I don't say out loud. Trigger warnings include: Mention of depression Mention of anxiety mention of suicide mention of bullying mention of ableism mention of abuse (sexual, verbal, emotional, etc) and trauma if you're uncomfortable with any of these, please read something else for the sake of your mental health and safety. Because I want to say that...you're not alone. Thanks for reading. Feel free to comment and vote, no pressure. Please don't steal my poems and certainly don't put them through AI. These poems are created by me. PUBLISHED DATE: 11th March 2026

when the world hits 2 AM

"Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words" -Robert frost Dearest gentle reader... After watching a great deal of bridgerton, it re-inspired my love for poetry. My objective is to at least get 20 poems into this thing. Patience is a virtue... Thanks for reading!

I will stand beside you as the evidence that you were never imagined, you were always inevitable.

Things I feel and words I say to myself , sometimes pretty - sometimes weak, but I think still worth sharing to all .

When the mist subsided, your eyes found me again.

Not part of "The Human Ache Series" This is a poetry book that is completely personal. I write poems to help cope with feelings. And the book I'm currently writing has a specific theme so I can't exactly vent in it. So you can consider this book a vent poems book. The poems in this are free verse poems (or sometimes rhyming) where I just rambled about how I was feeling. I might professionally organize this book once it finishes but I do not intend to now so it'll not have any intros or symbolism explanations for now. I'll just use it to write my feelings when I'm overwhelmed (which I am very often).You may not take it seriously or even consider it a part of my writings so far. I might also use this book to write poems for contests and stuff in the future.