Pluto Poem

a collection of short stories and poems I wrote

Part One: Where Thoughts Rest is a deeply personal collection of poems/story that offers a quiet space for emotion, reflection, and healing. Through themes of exhaustion, grief, invisibility, and resilience, these poems/story speak to the soul’s most tender moments — when the world feels too loud, too cruel, or too indifferent. Each piece is a resting place for thoughts that have long remained unspoken, capturing the ache of being misunderstood, the sorrow of a wounded Earth, and the quiet strength of still believing in love, hope, and the self. This is not just a collection — it’s a soft voice in the dark, reminding you that you are not alone. Let these words hold you. Let them remind you to breathe. Let them be the place where your thoughts, too, can finally rest.

poetry and random stuff I made up, not only as a coping mechanism. but also as a way to let my mind not explode. (figuratively)

Eliud is an aspiring wordsmith plagued by dreams of an era long past. As his recognition as a wordsmith rises, he garners the attention of those who know what his dreams mean. For others, these dreams are evidence of injustice and others seek to destroy them.

Collection of poems and letters expressing the feelings that never made it through to the intended people.

A collection of thoughts and experiences not only to connect but free my thoughts. A therapy of sorts in an attempt to free myself of the overwhelming feelings that plague me in the night. a collection of poems that tend to lean more in the angst or depressed side. I'm not gonna hide my pain any longer. I'm doing this for me but if it can help anyone else feel even a little 'normal' then welcome.

The Puzzle isn't always as difficult as you. You just have to RE-Modified your own. . The juice of indonesian poem in direct to english.

Su Lan, a child deprived of parental love lived a secluded and peaceful life in her late grandmother's house. She stumbled upon the original copy of the billion dollars worth poem her mother wrote. The poem was tragic, and Su Lan couldn't stop thinking about it. She woke up and realized she was in the poem. She soon visualized how much she has to pay to save the impeccable…the damned…..the GENERAL’S ABANDONED WIFE

My first poem collection book

All about poems

A divine war erupts between blood-bound brothers, tearing an ancient kingdom apart. As empires fall and truth is buried under pride, one warrior must choose between justice… and destruction.

“Not just a Cultivation novel. Each chapter a poem; each word a whisper of the Dao.” In a world where cultivation crumbles alongside the shattered Dao, he rises from a cursed bloodline to seize forbidden techniques, awaken ancient spirit beasts, and crush sects that stand in his way. Each breakthrough defies the heavens; each battle rewrites the path of immortality. This is the ultimate cultivation rebellion—where one man carves his own immortal Dao from the ruins of a dying age.

poems, short stories, writing prompts, and story snapshots that i come up with. this will not be a daily update, more than likely when i am finished writing something i will put it on here.

She loved him in silence. He saw her as home. Rayya has been in love with her best friend Gian since their second year of college. But bound by a promise never to fall for each other, she chooses silence over confession. When Gian begins dating someone else, Rayya’s quiet world starts to unravel. Anonymous poems, late-night umbrella walks, and near-confessions build a story of love that aches in every unspoken word. Will she ever tell him? Or will her love remain just another poem that never reached him?

A rose, yet to be doom but still chooses to bloom. The rose grows thorns?... But why do they look like.. horns? A beauty in pain. Won't stop it from having a brain. Read this poem for your sake. Only to see this book as a mistake. This story lies with quiet horror. You realise it? Then it's YOU in sorrow. Beware, readers, as your fate will be sealed. In a fantasy where even a rose can't be healed.

The tree stood tall in the quiet hills of Beverley , nestled between rolling hills and ancient woods bearing witness to countless seasons and stories of love,loss and longing.For decades,the residents whispered of its magic .Hank Rand ,a reserved literature professor ,stumbles upon an old, unopened letter beneath the tree while walking his dog.Intrigued and moved by the words-a heartfelt poem from a man,Silas to a woman he never stopped loving -June,becomes obsessed with finding the letter's recipient.

These are poems I have written for the past two years.

In this intimate blend of haikus, short poems, and razor-sharp reflections, Dem Blake dismantles silence and sculpts emotion with surgical precision. From heartbreak to power, seduction to betrayal, each piece is a glimpse into a mind that feels too deeply and trusts too rarely. This isn’t a book of love poems. It’s a book of control, release, and the soft war between wanting to be known—and refusing to be owned. These are the things he never said out loud. Until now.

Whisper of the souls is a poignant collection of poems that delves deep into the complexities of human emotion and the quiet moments that shape our lives. Through vivid imagery and lyrical verse, Bella17 explores themes of love, longing, loss, and personal transformation. The poems reflect a journey of self-discovery, where the heart’s vulnerabilities are laid bare, and the beauty in both sorrow and joy is celebrated. Each poem invites readers to pause, reflect, and connect with their own inner landscapes, offering solace and understanding in a world that often feels overwhelming. With a delicate balance of tenderness and strength, Whisper of the souls reveals the quiet power of words to heal and inspire.

A rose, yet to be doom but still chooses to bloom. The rose grows thorns?... But why do they look like.. horns? A beauty in pain. Won't stop it from having a brain. Read this poem for your sake. Only to see this book as a mistake. This story lies with quiet horror. You realise it? Then it's YOU in sorrow. Beware, readers, as your fate will be sealed. In a fantasy where even a rose can't be healed

A modern fantasy epic poem, featuring anthropomorphic animals and dark Lovecraftian overtones. Iambic pentameter? Rhyme royal? In 2025?! Say no more. Khazemil the fox has recurring nightmares of a sepia void he cannot escape. But as his waking hours are taken over by new responsibilities as an adult, he must search for answers with the help of his border-collie friend Merrasir.

A story told in poems and love letters—where every word is a secret, every line a temptation. Love begins softly, then devours.

I wrote these sonnets, poems, and quotes; in the darkest hours of my life and I hope some of you could relate. I write with all the love and joy I have for writing, just because I don't publish anything doesn't I still don't write behind closed doors.

Poems from within, sought out from the soul - woven from heart and mind. A sprinkle of oneshots.

To him she is his Sun, and Light, to others she is the dimly lit, and Pluto, to all he is the dark, and the moon, he was meant to be with who THEY call the Sun and the Light. she tried to keep her mask, but for nice people there are something they feel are just not fair.