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Serenity Norms Exist (verb) : Have objective reality or being Synonym : live

a collection of poetry written by yours truly. hopefully something in here will resonate with someone idk

Aastha's first job lands her in Ahmedabad - smack in the middle of adulting chaos. Dry chapatis for lunch, rushed mornings, and somehow still late to work despite waking up on time. All she wants? To survive the grind of office hours, burnt dinners, and crushing expectations. Karjun Shah runs Shah Enterprises like clockwork - sleeves rolled up, silver wristwatch gleaming, and not a hair out of place. Stern, composed, the perfect CEO... until he's home. There, he's just Kaju -the steady heart of a noisy, loving Gujarati household that refuses to let him be anything but human. Neither planned this. But Aastha keeps catching glimpses of his silhouette and falling a little harder each time. Karjun can't ignore the new drafter with too many things in her tote and an uncanny way of softening his world. Love doesn't always arrive with fireworks. Sometimes, it tiptoes in - slow, steady, and unstoppable. All images/pictures belong to their rightful owners. I do not own any. Thank you. Have fun reading! Started: 30/05/2025 Word count: 90,000

siblings, secrets, and a love that blooms in all the unexpected perfectly imperfect ways. ✨ 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐧 × 𝐒𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐚 For every brother who hide his love in silence, and every sister who still feels it- through the fights, the care, and the bond that needs no words. Ｔｒｏｐｅｓ ꜰᴀᴍɪʟʏ ᴅʀᴀᴍᴀ ᴏᴠᴇʀᴘʀᴏᴛᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴄᴀʀᴇʟᴇꜱꜱ ꜱɪꜱᴛᴇʀ ꜱɪʟᴇɴᴛ ᴘʀᴏᴛᴇᴄᴛᴇʀꜱ "𝘦𝘬 𝘩𝘢𝘻𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘦𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘪 𝘊𝘏𝘜𝘛𝘒𝘐/ 𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘉𝘏𝘈𝘐𝘠𝘈 𝘩𝘢𝘪" 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘢 𝘣𝘰𝘯𝘥 ✨ 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐧 × 𝐈𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐚 For those who dream of being loved with patience, protected with strength, and cherished like forever is real Ｔｒｏｐｅｓ ᴄʜɪʟᴅʜᴏᴏᴅ ꜱᴡᴇᴇᴛʜᴇᴀʀᴛꜱ ꜱᴜɴꜱʜɪɴᴇ× ꜱᴜɴꜱʜɪɴᴇ ᴘʀᴏᴛᴇᴄᴛᴇʀ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ɢɪʀʟ× ʙᴀᴅ ʙᴏʏ ꜱʟᴏᴡ ʙᴜʀɴ "𝘫𝘰 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘬𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘪 𝘵𝘢𝘥𝘱𝘦 𝘱𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘦 𝘩𝘪 𝘬𝘺𝘢 𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘺 𝘵𝘢𝘥𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘢, 𝘰 𝘡𝘢𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘮𝘢" 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘢 𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘲 ✨ 𝐒𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐚 × 𝐊𝐢𝐚𝐚𝐧 For those who knows love doesn't have to be perfect- just real, clumsy, and a little bit of beautiful chaos. Ｔｒｏｐｅｓ ʙᴇꜱᴛꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ'ꜱ ꜱɪꜱᴛᴇʀ ᴛᴇᴀᴄʜᴇʀ× ꜱᴛᴜᴅᴇɴᴛ ᴏᴘᴘᴏꜱɪᴛᴇ ᴀᴛᴛʀᴀᴄᴛꜱ ᴀɢᴇ ɢᴀᴘ ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴄᴇ "𝘒𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘦 𝘨𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘩𝘪𝘺𝘢𝘯, 𝘮𝘢𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘯𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘢𝘧𝘪𝘺𝘢𝘯 𝘛𝘦𝘳𝘪 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘯𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘥𝘭𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘭 𝘬𝘢 𝘫𝘶𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘢𝘧𝘪𝘺𝘢" 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 ✨ insta : she_writeshim

"I just can't think straight when it comes to you, Deepika. Why do you do this to me?" says Arjun "I'm not doing anything, Arjun," she hissed. "It's you. You're the one confusing the shit out of me." In one sudden movement, he pulled her close. Lifted her chin and pressed his lips against hers. Updated twice a week!

"This is not a love story. This is a story of love-unspoken, unseen, and unforgettable. A diary filled with late-night thoughts, unspoken confessions, and a heart that kept loving even when it was never loved back. A girl who wrote instead of confessing. A boy who became a story without ever knowing. And a love that stayed, even when it was never meant to." Most impressive ranking- #1 in relate out of 2.45k stories #8 in overthinker out of 3.92k stories #4 in letter out of 14.8k stories

Vanshika Verma is a bold extrovert with a heart of gold and chaos within her. With a faith and bhakti of Kanhaji inside her, she is a teenage wrapped in firecrackers with a touch kpop air and fandom. Arpit Dwivedi is an ambivert with a mind of scientist but naughty pranks too. His world spins around cricket, physics, and peace. On the outside, he's the "silent top student," but inside hides a storm he never shows. Now, what happens when Vanshika's filmy chaos collides with Arpit's calm world? When fate decides to mess with Vanshika's "no love till I achieve" rulebook? Will this teenage tale bloom into sunshine and confessions... or turn into a bittersweet ride of heartbreaks, roasts, and reality checks? Let's dive into their story...!! 🌸 ✨ *A Silent Fantasy* - not your typical rom-com, but a rollercoaster of first love, teenage dreams, and unspoken goodbyes. 🌼 --- ### ❀ Tropes: °.° Extrovert X Ambivert °.° Sunshine X Silent storm °.° She loved first and hard, he fell late °.° Friends to enemies °.° Teenage fiction °.° School love & roasts °.° Bittersweet romance --- Do give a chance to this book and i assure you wont regret choosing this. DONOT ! I SAID , DONOT COPY OR REPOST MY WORK !!

!!BOOK TWO!! ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ Darren Amity always thought he'd never get anywhere in life. Too depressed to see past the darkness. He always wondered when it would end. If it would end. Eventually he just gave up and decided to let life or fate or God; decide for him. Darren struggled with himself and his thoughts every day. Telling himself to get up and go for a walk, go hangout with his siblings or friends. Just to get out of bed.. Darren thought he wasn't going anywhere any time soon, at 19 years old. He felt completely useless and ashamed. He wondered if anyone had noticed him falling apart. Or maybe they've simply mistook his silence and dry smile as reserved. Stoic. shy. But it wasn't any of those, no matter how much he didn't deny it. How could he? He couldn't tell them how he really felt inside. How painful it all was. But maybe all he needed was someone to catch him before he shattered. ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ Reuben always thought he wasn't seen. He felt like he couldn't do anything, so when he felt proud of something he DID do- he wanted it to be recognized. Reuben thought he had a good childhood but his mind often explores into the deeper pits. He wondered if he was just being dramatic. Selfish or ungrateful whenever he thinks negative thoughts upon his parents. But.. was it completely his fault if he's feeling this way? Reuben often finds himself in his own deep depression. Battling with himself, tricking his brain so things wouldn't seem so hard to accomplish. Simple things. Like showering, making his bed, leaving the house, brushing his teeth... simply living. Reuben had always been isolated since the age of 12, but after his siblings all moved away and he moved a few hours away from his hometown where most of his family was, he just.. collapsed. And now... he needed someone to pick him up again. ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆

"I lie every day. Every. Blessed. Day. I get up, I go to school and I lie. I lie about my happiness and I lie about my pain. I lie about how I'm fine, when really I'm dying inside." I said those words. And meant them. Because it's true, I live a constant lie. The only time I don't have to is when I paint. If only people knew the real me, the real Chloe. The one who's depressed 24/7, than they'd understand. Than it gets bad, really bad, and my best friend tells me to run away to find a new purpose in New York City. So I do. And I find out it's possible, actually possible, to not have to live a lie everyday. And let me tell you, it is the best feeling in the world. Hey y'all! Rosie here! Thanks so much for checking out my story. This is based off of when I had depression and if you have it or ever have please give it a read. I'm making it to show other people how we feel everyday, because I wished someone did that for me. Thanks, y'all are the best!

Sixteen-year-old Polly Roth is every teacher's pet. Her former friend Trent Davis is Pinehill High School's hunk and yearbook chairman. With the junior prom just around the corner, Polly never having had a date, and her fear of being labeled "lifelong nerd" in the yearbook--if she doesn't find a boyfriend--she turns to her rocker guitarist bff Karen "Electric" Shaw for help. Will their dating plan to win a guy for Polly be Polly's best boyfriend solution, or teen-love recipe for disaster?

Some pain doesn't show on the outside. This is what it feels like to carry everything at once and still try to keep going. For anyone who feels overwhelmed, exhausted, or lost in their own mind - you're not alone.

Some things in life don't ask for permission. They arrive, they change you, and they leave you wondering who you were before. This story follows the quiet chaos of everyday life-unexpected relationships, unspoken emotions, and the small moments that end up meaning everything. Because sometimes, the biggest changes happen... without asking.

Congratulations biwi" he said. This is the first word he's ever said to me. And God his vioce is amazing. And did he said Congratulations. Huhh! Bullshit. I looked at him and he smiled. Fucking hell. But he's got a pretty smile though. And I narrowed my eyes and said "Congratulations to ME" And this is my first ever word that I've said to him. ____________________________

This story feels like my safe space. These are real moments, not perfect but honest. And maybe, while you read it, you will see a part of yourself in it too.

THE VIBE: 🌙 The Hook: She lives by the Book; he doesn't believe in the Author. ✍️ The Twist: She writes the stories; he's the plot twist she never saw coming. 🔬 The Experiment: He was supposed to be a character study, but he's rewriting her rules. 🏰 The Conflict: Her personal space is a fortress, his presence is a siege. ☀️ The Trope: Double Grumpy x Sunshine. (Neither knows who is which). 🛗 The Catalyst: A hijabi warrior, an atheist bad boy, and a library lift. Lyla is not that "perfect high-achieving oldest daughter" , but a walking contradiction and a fierce warrior who would burn the world for her family; she is a hard worker when it comes to her job, but a total "clumsy potato" when it comes to study , until guilt kicks in and she goes and open that book . There is one thing more important to her even than the food, and that is her own personal space. She treats it like a high-security fortress and hates when people enter her personal space, both mentally and physically. And men? She's their biggest hater , at least on the surface. In reality, her "Crush Statistics" grow every year, but she has a 0% "Making a Move" rate. All she does is fantasize and move on. She treats handsome men like museum exhibits: look, but don't get near (and definitely don't talk to). She would never make a move, but she is very emotionally intelligent. She can read the room and people, and acts based on that; and a great observer. When she was on a journey to find a job that matches her interests, she found her spark in writing. Now, every handsome face she sees is just "research" for her next chapter. That was the plan, anyway. One Tuesday, a simple stretch and a trip to the library lift brings her face-to-face with a French-cropped, siren-eyed "bad boy" who threatens to shatter her personal space. For the first time, Lyla's sharp observation skills fail her, and her only instinct is to run.She thought she was just collecting a face for her book but god had o

a bunch of , quiet emotion, feelings...and deep meanings.., you gonna read about yourself too beautiful thoughts of a teenager....

⚠️ WARNING: Contains mild language and heavy themes. The Villanueva siblings-or Jill, Mia, Addie, Bobbie, and Tony-are all unsurprisingly chaotically wonderful in their own ways. They've survived the hardships of life, school, and whatnot all together; but what happens when life throws an unfamiliar curveball at the five that may cause a heavy fallout between them?

I introduce you to her.

I write stories inspired by my real life experiences. Each story comes from moments I've gone through-sometimes stressful, sometimes random, sometimes meaningful-and I turn them into narratives with different styles and genres. This is just the beginning, because every new experience can become a new story. Upload every Wednesday and Saturday At 7 PM - 9 PM