Thoughtful histórias

"Tell me." "What...?" "Tell me that you love me." Hazel's love life was smooth sailing. Sure, she possessed a supporting character's body...

"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...

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 tale consists of 3 poems of exploring the themes of individualistic identity, society, collective nature of humans, regrets, betrayal, disappointment from ourselves...

A collection of my poems :)

A poetry collection by jxdedcitrus

just random poetry

After his mother's passing, a young boy is left wondering in the middle of an empty highway.

Meraki (μεράκι) [May-rah-kee] • Greek (n.) To put something of yourself into your work. Soul. Creativity. Love.

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

Idk i write poems a lot and figured i might as well share them. It is likely that this 'publication' will remain ongoing just so I can continue to post on it as i think...

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...

Things that drove me away. Short clips and poems.

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...

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?