Deep Stories

Life is not easy for everyone , even a small amount of happiness may occur in everyone life at some point but, what if the person only experience pain, only drenched himself in his own tears and praying to God to end his misery and even a word pity the boy. But the most important thing is no one saw his pain, everyone only witness his smile, so they all believe he is happy , is there any way to end his misery? Let's find out

ငါ့ အချစ်ကြောင့် မင်းထိခိုက်ရတာ ငါ့အချစ်ကြောင့် မင်းနာကျင်ရတာ ငါ့အချစ်ကြောင့် မင်းခံစားခဲ့ရတာပါ

This story is about Boboiboy and his friend was on a mission to retrieve a power sphere. But, an incident make him send to the past. Boboiboy was help by his father, and fortunately his friend are rescue him, only to find out that they were trapped on the past. Now, Boboiboy and her friend with the help of his Dad and his friend has to adjust their life in the past without interfering with the past and try to find a way to their timeline.

--- Mumbai. A billionaire mansion. Full of people... yet painfully empty for her. Nirvani Suryavanshi. Seventeen. Once, she lived in a royal haveli- wrapped in her grandparents' love. Until they were gone. And everything changed. --- A mother who saves lives... but never has time for her. A father who never looks at her. Five brothers- but not one wrist for her rakhi. An elder sister- who was never really a sister. --- In a house where she had everything... She had no one. --- Ignored. Unseen. Unloved. --- But silence... Silence doesn't break her. It builds her. --- She was never weak. Just waiting... To become something they could never ignore. ✨

Just poetry. My random thoughts expressed by poetry, lyrics and quotes.

"𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐢𝐭; 𝐢𝐭 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝- 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐚𝐫-𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦-𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐡𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐞𝐦𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲-𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐨 𝐈 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐲? 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞, 𝐩𝐮𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐮𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲. 𝐖𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐲 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨." -------------- I have been stealing stars and descending into derived madness; it is to satisfy the parasite within me. These poems are all for them: to relieve the aching, to stop the itching. In this way, I hope to stay a little bit longer and touch the hearts of people feeling the same way.

This book is not just a collection of poems, but a reflection of a soul that speaks in two languages-Hindi and English. It is a space where emotions find their true voice, sometimes in the softness of Hindi words, and sometimes in the clarity of English expressions. हर पन्ना एक एहसास है, हर लफ़्ज़ एक कहानी ... Enjoy 🎀

This collection holds pieces I wrote during some of the hardest moments of my life-coping with the loss of my grandparents and best friend, battling depression, and facing bullying. Each poem reflects my emotions, struggles, and healing journey through those times.

Lin Zeyuan has seen emotions his entire life. Not in words. Not in expressions. But in colors. Joy glows gold. Anger burns crimson. Loneliness drifts in pale blue. To him, every human feeling paints the air like an invisible storm. What once seemed like a strange gift slowly became a burden, a world where no emotion can truly be hidden. Now a psychiatrist, Ze Yuan spends his days listening to people whose pain no one else can see. But understanding pain is not the same as healing it. When a patient's death shatters his belief in his own ability, Ze Yuan is forced to confront a truth he has tried to ignore his entire life: Even someone who sees every emotion.... cannot always save the person carrying it. And sometimes the most terrifying moment is not the chaos of color, but the silence that comes when the colors disappear. (@soulbridge). All rights reserved.

​"There she is, seated at the edge of everything she ever feared and everything she ever wanted." ​The Quiet Hours is a journey through the moments we usually keep to ourselves. From the stinging bite of a goodbye to the honeyed rush of a first spark, these verses explore the delicate balance between sugar and salt. ​A collection for the night-thinkers, the heart-breakers, and the dreamers who find beauty in the cracks of a broken heart.

A poem written on April 11th 2026 in a math class

have you ever had a friend that always have something bad to say about themselves if you haven't you got to tell you how that is it's like seeing somebody call Gold dirty

فتاة تعاني من "مرض الزوال" مرض نادر يجعل جسدها يختفي تدريجيًا. تعيش وحيدة في منزل قديم، حتى يظهر شاب غامض من البرية. هو كائن مرعب، لا يعرف الكلام، يحب المطر ورائحة التراب. لا يعرف معنى الأهل أو الحب، لكنه يبقى معها... كلما هطل المطر، يقترب منها أكثر.

This is not a book about being broken. It's about what survives after. The unfinished is a collection of poems about carrying too much, losing pieces of yourself, and learning how to exist anyway. About faith that doesn't come easy. About wounds that don't close just because time passes. About becoming something new without knowing what that looks like yet. If you've ever felt like you're still in the middle of your life not who you were, not who you're supposed to be this is for you.

It's getting deeper and darker... I know I am not the only one. How much darkness can I take before I will be the darkness myself?

Not every story is loud.Some are whispered through verses. From the chaos of youth to the silence of self-doubt, from fleeting school memories to timeless tales rooted in folklore-these poems are fragments of a heart that feels deeply and endlessly. No single theme. No single path.Just emotions, thoughts, and stories-captured in words. "A Cherished Story My Heart Has Told" is a journey through the ordinary and the profound, where every poem holds a piece of something real. Perhaps, somewhere between these lines...you will find a part of yourself.

My own the deep OC

He lives by routine - the same train, the same time, the same silence. Anupam never felt lost... just unfinished. Until one quiet afternoon, he notices a girl sitting under a neem tree. She doesn't speak. He doesn't approach. But something changes. The Second Cup is a slow-burn emotional story about loneliness, silent love, overthinking, and human connection. This is not a dramatic love story - it is about introverts, quiet relationships, deep emotions, and the spaces between people where real feelings exist. If you enjoy slow burn romance, realistic fiction, emotional storytelling, and meaningful writing, this story is for you. And somewhere, in a small kitchen, two cups sit side by side - one filled with the past... and the other waiting to be filled.

The desert thins. The city misaligns. Distance is no longer something that can be crossed. "© Weaver_ - Original work. Unauthorized use or reproduction is prohibited."

When a bored god has decided to change his life for the best, what do you believe you'll get? Of course it's a silly adventure from heaven to hell and back!