Reflective Stories

a decade in poetry; The lives that we live in each moment, each year, each decade. Divided into sections, this collection of poems are confessional and reflective as the speaker weaves through the first decade of adulthood. She learns that everything is clear, in retrospect. SECTION 1: THE RISE -- purity, naivety, unabashed love. SECTION 2: THE FALL -- learning the hard truth SECTION 3: IMPACT -- the injury from the fall SECTION 4: STAGNATE -- loneliness, depression, stuck in the mud SECTION 5: RELEASE -- acceptance SECTION 6: THE RISE: PART TWO -- love in it's truest form

remnant duology #1 | completed This collection is a quiet conversation with confusion, growth, and everything in between. It's for the moments that didn't go the way they were supposed to, for the questions that stayed unanswered, and for the parts of you still learning how to heal. Each piece explores what it means to accept uncertainty - to find meaning in things that never explained themselves, to let go of people and versions of yourself that no longer fit. Some poems ache, some breathe, but all remind you that maybe life isn't meant to be figured out, only felt. Because sometimes, the beauty of it all lies in what we never got to understand. ©: meunderthesky

11x featured wattpad story. Before everything, it's assumed there was nothing, but what if there was no real difference between the two? Just two extreme philosophies from the first conflict. The planet Huom has been under observation for longer than should technically be possible. The primary watcher, a bitter black hole, is excited to see that there is finally a proverbial Darkness at the end of the tunnel. Meanwhile, on the planet, in the freezing mountains of Empris, Lyeasrakardsul, the oldest living sorcerer, suffers from devastating nightmares. At the same time, far away in the sandstone desert of Zenon, Herschel, a man filled to the brim with weird ideas is escaping a prison filled with strange old men. What does all this have to do with arsehole Gods, hairy Dwarfs, frustrated Afreets, curious Knomes, lizard-women, and nude Áettar? Perhaps Nothing, perhaps Everything... but why can't it be both?

Poetry for those who feel too much in a world that rewards those who don't. Wander the void with me: through suffering, through empathy, through exhaustion and the darkness beneath it all. All my work is my own; written with love, not AI.

Every girl grows wings when she learns to trust her own confusion. Vamika, a second-year engineering student from South India, was never sure about anything. She overthought, stayed quiet, and smiled even when her heart was breaking. Life confused her at every step - studies, friends, love, everything. But one day, something changed. No one knows what happened first - the fall or the flight. All they know is that the girl who once doubted everything was never the same again.

What We Leave Behind by E. A. Castillo #ShortStories #Nostalgia #AlmostLove #Memory #UnspokenWords Some people never truly leave us. Some moments never really end. Told through quiet fragments and lyrical prose, What We Leave Behind is a collection of emotionally rich short stories exploring the echoes of love, memory, and missed chances. From forgotten letters and rooftop conversations to cassette tapes that say what we couldn't, each story is a glimpse into the fragile beauty of what we carry-and what we let go. If you've ever thought of someone from your past and wondered "what if," this book is for you. #Bittersweet #LettingGo #SliceOfLife #PoeticProse #RealisticFiction #LoveAndLoss #TenderStories #SadBeautiful #EACastillo

The First Thread from a Truth Seeker's Tapestry, an introduction.

Tsuki thought she had left her past behind... But sometimes, a single glance can wake memories you thought were gone. There was a boy she once loved in silence, a love she never spoke, a story she never told. And now, with only her loyal dog Neo to listen, she begins to unravel it all - the heartbreak, the longing, the moments that refused to fade. Love Meant You - a tale of unspoken love, quiet hearts, and the memories that linger long after the story seems over.

A creative nonfiction piece about the life-changing pain, suffering, and joy of childbirth.

Some words are never spoken, yet they leave their mark. This collection of poems explores the quiet spaces where emotions linger, and silence tells the story. For those who hear the music in what remains unsaid.

Mia never expected to find a father in a cranky old man who yelled at squirrels and spent his afternoons working on wood in the sun. Arthur Callahan became her mentor, her confidant, and the steady presence she had always longed for- a father figure she never had. Together, they built more than wood and nails; they built trust, patience and a sense of belonging they both needed. Heartwarming and reflective, this story follows an unlikely friendship and the enduring power of mentorship, memory and connection.

Bukan kisah cinta. Ini catatan klinis tentang jiwa yang jatuh cinta pada lukanya sendiri. Tentang ilusi penyembuhan, hubungan yang candu, dan doa-doa yang tak pernah benar-benar sembuh. Sebuah otopsi psikologis atas cinta yang seharusnya berakhir, tapi tetap hidup di kepala.

A poetic diary with no order whatsoever. A compilation of thoughtful poems and inspirational quotes that have been born out of real-life experiences.

remnant duology #2 | ongoing Maybe It Wasn't Meant To is a collection for the moments you tried to hold on, but life asked you to let go. These pieces sit with the endings you didn't choose, the timing that never aligned, and the quiet truths you finally learned to accept. Each reflection explores the softness of surrender-learning when to stop forcing, when to step back, and when to trust that some things fall apart because they were never meant to stay. Not every ache needs an answer, and not every story needs a return. This book is a gentle reminder that release is not failure. Sometimes peace begins the moment you stop rewriting what already ended and allow yourself to walk forward with lighter hands and a steadier heart. ©: meunderthesky

Breve raccolta di Poesie. Prive di scopi pratici, il fine ultimo è un grido di protesta nei confronti della società odierna con i suoi affanni, impegni... insomma con l'ossessione di Fare tutto e subito. Prenditi un momento di pausa: respira, leggi le poesie, interpretale come vuoi tu. Non c'è un significato giusto o sbagliato, devono farti riflettere, pensare, ricordare... Buon viaggio A short collection of poems. Devoid of practical purpose, their ultimate aim is a cry of protest against today's society, with its anxieties, obligations... in short, its obsession with doing everything all at once. Take a moment to pause: breathe, read the poems, interpret them as you wish. There is no right or wrong meaning; they are meant to make you reflect, think, remember... Enjoy the journey.

A librarian's grief takes a supernatural turn when a dead boy's apology begins appearing in her books.

This is not a 'how-to' book from a guru who's "better, better, better." This is It's my life.-a raw, unfiltered map of overthinking from the author Deep333. It captures the "whiplash" of modern life: the "up" of a child's smile or just sitting next to her, and the "down" of the 1 AM anxiety that follows. It's a journey from the 'Core Dilemma' of wanting companionship to the 'Bodyguard' in your head that craves independence. This isn't a story. It's "just... the stuff." This is a glimpse into one person's mind as he battles the "yes" and the "now," questions the "Wheel vs. The Line," and wonders if history is a lie. It's not a lecture. It's not a solution. It's just a real, honest look at the cycle. And maybe it sounds a bit like yours.

Daniel struggles with social anxiety, living a life of routines and quiet solitude. But one Saturday, an unexpected event challenges everything he's comfortable with. As he navigates fear, pressure, and self-doubt, a chance encounter opens the door to a lesson that could change the way he sees himself-and the world around him.

Memory is a beautiful thing. Each phase of our lives contains a thousand (perhaps slightly underestimated) memories that bring us to smile, to tears, that reignite old passions, or that simply make us feel all nostalgic, longing for bygone days. Some of them hurt, some of them are dark, some are bright and full of good times. All of them have a place, and all of them have made you. Through childhood, adolescence, adulthood and beyond... Memories made, and remembered. [Old poem with many flaws. Preserved as is for personal future reference.] Full poem + Author's Notes.

⛩﹒ 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝐵𝓾𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓯𝓵𝔂 𝑅𝓲𝓷𝑔 "Between letters and longing, our story lives in secret." ⟢ ────── ⟡ ˚🦋˚ ̟ ✉️ 𝓘 𝔀𝓻𝓸𝓽𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝔂𝓸𝓾... Every word, every line, every fold of paper was meant for your eyes alone - our secret stitched in ink. ✧ ⋆｡°☁︎˚✩｡⋆ 💌 And yet... here it is, for anyone who dares to see what it feels like to hold someone so close in thoughts, yet so far in reality... 💭 ⋆˚࿔˚✧˚.⋆｡˚☁︎˚｡⋆.✧˚࿔˚⋆ 𖤐 𝓦𝓲𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓼𝓮 𝓹𝓪𝓰𝓮𝓼 live unsent letters, poems trembling on the edge of my pen, thoughts too fragile to speak aloud... They carry our laughter, our quiet fire, our stolen moments - the memories only we could ever know... Every flutter, every sigh, every hidden whisper is a trace of you in me. 🦋 ⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆ 💖 This is my confession. My devotion. My heartbeat, folded and scattered, stitched together in words... I wrote it for you - but I let it breathe beyond us - so that even in silence, someone, somewhere, might glimpse what it feels like to love like this - to keep someone forever in your heart and yet let them soar in ink... ⟣───────⟢ 🦋 𝓕𝓸𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓫𝓾𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓯𝓵𝔂 that reminded me you exist in every heartbeat... 🌙 𝓕𝓸𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓶𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓼 that belong only to us... 💫 𝓕𝓸𝓻 𝓾𝓼. ────── ⟡ ˚🦋˚ ̟ (Unsent. Unfolded. Unforgotten...) ⟡───────────────⟡