Latenightthoughts Stories

What do you do when the world is quiet but your mind won't shut up? 3:04 A.M. is a haunting, intimate collection of fragmented thoughts, whispered confessions, and emotional snapshots scribbled in the dark. Equal parts journal, poetry, and stream-of-consciousness therapy, this book captures the sleepless moments where memories hit hardest, regrets echo loudest, and truths are too raw to say aloud. With the vulnerable honesty of a midnight voicemail and the strange comfort of a stranger's open diary, these unsent messages explore love, loss, nostalgia, and the beautiful chaos of being awake when everyone else is dreaming. This is not a book you read - it's one you feel. This is especially made for anyone who has ever stared at the ceiling and thought, "I shouldn't be feeling this much right now."

The title means "The reflection of heart"and hence the shayari u read is all the reflected feelings of myself. I painted my heart and soul in writing every verse with soo much emotion just like painting on canvas. And I hope it makes u feel and understand what I want to convey through my work. This is a Roman urdu collection of urdu poetry focuses on wide variety of themes. U get to read nazm and gazal (though trying to work more on it) all written by me. You also get the meanings of difficult urdu words at the end of very poem. This is my first work soo far !!. And iam not a professional shayara soo earlier apologies from me if I make any kind of mistakes. I hope u enjoy and please do leave your valuable reviews and feedback. Happy reading.

While I sit alone, the voices whisper in my head. I close my eyes to hear them say."write us.... don't let us die when you're dead....."

For the lost souls who constantly find themselves reeling in the " why? " of the happenings , who feel a little too much , who feel like the world is a little too harsh on them , I hope you find solace and belonging when you read these revelations and realisations. After several drafts and errors , i penned this world for myself , this is a world where it all makes sense for me , a world where i understand myself . When you feel lonely and lost , dive into this world of drafts , feel it and see if you can find yourself in here , afterall i am just another lost soul like you . 🖤

This is for you, overthinkers.

My deep most thoughts when the moon is up.

stardust from my mind that I'd like to sprinkle into each and everyone of your beautiful souls. {this book is dedicated to Sage, because I feel like there was so much left unsaid...and I won't let memories fade away. and to the muted, letting you all know words don't have to be spoken in order to be heard.} *poetry, prose, quotes, rants. Copyrighted by @-uneuphoric 2016 all rights reserved.

"Goodbye." Warning: If suicide affects you, don't read it. Everything's pretty alright, nothing too harsh.

erm, just what my brain thinks of before bed.

A book of late night shambolic thoughts scribbled and woven into artful words and posted into the great walls of the dark chaotic world. Some may look odd but they are politically and socially relevant. That is, #IfYouGetMyDrift

I am so damn tired during the day and I just daydream with the time I will just lie down and fall asleep in my comfy sheets. But when it's time to sleep, as much as I try, there are always thoughts that won't let me sleep, so I will just randomly write them here and try to find someone that has the same damn thoughts I do, for me not to feel so awk.

This book consists of my very own late night thoughts about the world, me and even the people around me. I hope you enjoy reading it. :)

some random poetry enjoy if you want to, comment anything, mean or sweet, it's all up to you (:

some short poems i wrote that i would like to share with you 💌

Disc duo crossover au with Creepypasta. Nobody asked for it, yet I still give you it. It starts when the disc duo is fighting right before the nuke. A rift suddenly appears, what willhappen? Where are they? And what is this new ☊⎍⍀⌇⟒? Sorry guys for not updating it, I'm a bit busy with home life, but a new chapter will be out soon! Thank you for your patience!

I thought I would share my late night thoughts.

This book includes multiple short stories of my unsent stories that I've never sent them. Both love and regret. From me to them.

Everything in life is poetry, Everything can be poetry, That's why freedom is an expression, Because life is a never-ending cycle of invention. This book of poems is dedicated for Jennina Agabin The one that got away.

just some random thoughts and stories from a girl without a life hello

So my life is literally falling apart right now so I thought I'd document it for shits and giggles.