Thoughts Stories

𝚑𝚎𝚢𝚢❤️ 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚘𝚗 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐... ~ the art of romanticizing life, melancholy and to put it simple: deep thoughts ~ ...𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝. Over quite some time I gathered a little collection of different pieces of poetry which are all very personal to me, but which I would also love to share with the world. As an outlet for my thoughts ~ Each part will also feature a picture of the original piece I once wrote into my little book. My friends say my handwriting's pretty, I hope they're right. - no kidding ; ) really, I would appreciate it, if u took a look inside. <3 ongoing ~ more chapters every week xo, S🌹❤️ started 12/04/2023

An everlasting collection of my abstract thoughts.

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.

Write poetry or do not, there is no try

When I decided to rage the Holy War, it looked very much like staring at my bedroom floor MISC BOOK / Lotto

My old poems and quotes. Currently editing. Finished (2021)

Enrich your day-to-day vocabulary and attain the wisdom of many generations. Each memorable phrase, adage and proverb will pass the torch of confirmed and invaluable knowledge with respect to the behaviors of people, perseverance, the passage of time and the importance of the self. ~~~ Always unfinished. Updated regularly. ~~~

Sometimes, when the night is quiet enough, we can still feel it. Like a memory knocking softly, asking if we can still remember everything inside our dreams. The fragments. The quiet thoughts. Even the adventurous wonders. We linger in them, hoping our dreams will lead us somewhere enchanting. We dream. We imagine. We wander into the great abyss-getting lost inside our own Dreamland. The stories we are meant to hold are meant to be written. Each one carries its own tale, its own chapter. And as a dreamer longing to remember, I wrote this for you- to immerse yourself, and to join me inside my dream.

'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.

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.

Alexis was always gifted ever since her birth. For Alexis her life has never been easy. Always running from different places due to her not being accepted by humans or her own kind she has never truly had a place to call home. She has always blessed with beauty and a strong will. Even with her grace and beauty she has never truly known love. What will happen now when she runs into Peri? What will happen? Read on to find out. I OWN NOTHING BUT MY OC DESCRIPTION AND MAKING THIS STORY!

❛❛ 𝘤'𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘭𝘢 𝘷𝘪𝘦 𝘮𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦 .ᐟ ❜❜ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 cherie publishes her silly poems because that's life, my dear. cover by the talented miss @ swannluvr !

A collection of poems inspired by the words that swirled corybantically within my mind, though I could never quite say them aloud. I have always believed that, as a writer, I do not cry, but bleed on paper. These poems are traces of that bleeding-of love, grief, doubt, beauty and all that lingers in between. If these words resonate, then they have done what they were meant to do.

tbh

My head is a void full of ideas that evolve once written down. They are short, sometimes open ended but worth reading them. It's not me identifying with but much rather bringing characters to life with some simple words rowed one after an other. The style changes, develops and I am open to your opinions, don't hesitate to share them with me. My goal is the maximal number of chapters. With that: Welcome to the void in my head Picture:Pinterest Ideas: mine and when inspired written at the bottom as A\N

Poems i want to share.

this is just my way to vent... and my thoughts of the world and I'm kinda dyslexic if the spelling isn't that's probably ( tbh I didn't have to put that there but I did but it's kinda like and insecurity) might not always post Plus this my first story and I hope you like it

A collection of my poems throughout the years. Don't judge and hate, spread poetry. P.S. I'm young and need to practice my writing, so please bear with me.

❝But I love you,❞ I whispered before my world shattered into pieces. He slammed the door right in front of me, leaving me all alone with my thoughts eating me alive. I know for sure that he will never ever come back. These are the things that we left unsaid, which resulted to self destruction. (featured on @WattpadPoetry's reading list - haiku)

What happened to a peaceful kingdom overnight?