Thoughtful Stories

Elyse doesn't want to face her past. All she wants is to reach the Isthmus of the Sky. But when her trusty airship crashes and her crew of three become stranded, Elyse's...

(Written by a 16-year-old girl.) Short poetry ..... In the quiet chamber of solitude, memories dance like fleeting shadows, while the poet's verses echo the depths of y...

"Ab var,vadhu ki maang mein sindoor bharenge"The Panditji said and Hriday took some sindoor with a silver coin and filled Aayat's maang with it. She closed her...

Here are my brain dumps, I hope you'll enjoy them.

Collection of poems, written between 2012 and 2023. Some are prescheduled for each coming Monday and some bonus ones spread out on other days.

This poem paints a vivid picture of the journey of life, using cycling as a metaphor for the experiences and challenges we face. It describes the balance between body an...

A short story of an intense emotional exchange between a woman walking home crossing paths with a homeless man.

Just some poems I wrote.

She ripped my shirt off and everyones eyes widened. While some jaws dropped, others started to whisper. Something in me snapped and I ran. Pushing my way through the sm...

Droopy eyes, dead inside. Maybe I should really die. Letting it slide, cursing my mind, Pretending to be nice, all the damn time. Can I really say I tried?

Just an idea, read if you want 💗 (Btw I'm not done with it yet.) Started: 23.04.24.

Rue was not expecting his FEBRUARY VACATION to start like this. Three weeks of vacation. Gone. Because of course today is the day he finds that magic is real. Because of...

Poetry? Don't know what would classify it as poetry LOL but anyway short little stories or poems about things that I randomly think of for practice. says completed but w...

A man grieving the death of his lover asks satan to repent.

Some of these poems are old poems that I had written a long time ago and some are new. I write poems whenever I feel inspired so expect slow updates to this book, howeve...

𝕿𝖍𝖊𝖞 𝖆𝖑𝖜𝖆𝖞𝖘 𝖜𝖆𝖙𝖈𝖍𝖊𝖉 𝖒𝖊. Follow the life of a young man on St. Vincent Street as he lives through both trial and peace, success and failure, joy and so...

Two-line poems describing every minute from 11:38 PM 'til the death of day, exploring the depth of the human experience and what it means to truly live.

Who are you, cowardly fool!? the man managed, about two pints shy of courage. The figure lay silent, shrouded amidst the naked winter trees, slowly moving its arms abou...

Messy bun no makeup glasses, bumping into girls making eye contact with boys. Glow up time.. or so she thought adventure into the wonderful world of the magical school...

Amidst the hustle bustle of everyday lives, birthdays come as breezy reminders to make the dear ones feel special. Birthdays are truly special and calls for gifts that l...