END IN THE BIRCH

My pillow is wet,
By the waterfall of melancholy
Flowing down my heavy eyes
Slowly, holding my emotions.

My docile heart stands numb
But feelings doesn't succumb,
Room lit with bright morning light
But my heart still hold the darkness of night.

I am being ignored,
With whom I never got bored,
The chats are deplorably empty
Which were once filled with love and care

I recollect,
We used to give each other names
Hoping to fly our rocket
To the planet of love,
Getting lost in each other.

But the promises of being together forever,
Proved futile...
A little distance between us
Now appears a mile.

I want you back,
Or let me perish
Because love isn't a joke,
It's intrinsic feelings
Not meant to be mock!

Don't give up when the clouds are gray,
For storms will pass, then fade away;
They're temporary, hear the refrain,
Leaving growth after the rain.

Hold on tight and let hope reside,
In storms, find strength inside;
With patience, wait for skies to clear,
Brighter days are always near.
#LoudThoughts

WHAT'S SEL LOVE?

When you after a string of bad, unhealthy, sulky days decide to pick yourself up again.

You clean your room, take a shower, eat something healthy, give yourself a pep talk and try to finish your pending work.

Even when it feels really difficult for you to get up from the bed, you do it! Because you know that even though it's the most difficult task, but at the end of the day you have to be there for yourself as well.

It's love! Just a pure moment of self-love!

THE WAVES IN TIME

You held my heart so close and tight, I didn't notice it being choked out of my sight, pouring all my love, I made an endless stream, turning the hourglass, hoping for our love to be redeemed.

Maybe we aren't meant to blend, but I don't want to let this end, I felt warmth in your embrace  forgetting my pain within, now I realize I was stitching flames into my own skin. 

I wonder if the solace I found was a sign of love's embrace or just a veil to cover up my own dark space, though loving you felt so sweet - I'm losing myself, it's such a defeat!

To love every bit of you, I just lost my own parts; love, though feels warmth sometimes is a shovel around hearts, maybe I should find home not in other's arms but in my own. 

To belong in a place where I was always known, I'll never forsake my love, it's clear, but I should rediscover myself to bring my lost parts near. 

Love is not only about finding someone you can live with, it's about finding someone you can't live without...
Can you relate? Share your thoughts!

TOUCH OF THE ROSE

Without the existence of things, there will be no concepts, without concepts, no spoken words, without spoken words no written ones.

Words fly away but written words remain, that was why I put my love for you in paper, in remembrance of the beautiful memories we shared.

Speech may fade away, but written words will endure, that was why I wrote your name on my heart, with the endurance of spending the rest of my life with you.

Let me be the carrier of your spoken words, so if lost, I will chase after it untill oblivion, this serve as my loyalty to the love you have for me.

- Victoria Damilola

HEART IN CATAPULT!

To your scent, all the flowers bloom, you bring a green Spring as you walk past, it's Autumn all over again because you tease all the trees, I roll in the warmth of your skin, frozen to your breath - You're a girl to love in all seasons!

Your fragrance has delighted the room, yet I sit here like the essence of dried flowers ready for the loom - Looking into your eyes, my love for you grows once and even more.

Every touch fills me with charm, captivated by all that you are, I long to hold you close, ensuring your comfort and safety as I embrace you tighter and never letting go.

Time passes, but our love endures, every moment with you is profound, your love stirs emotions within me - Tell me all your dreams and I will help you achieve them.

THE WILD TALES - PROMISES!

You promised me a floral garden, but instead you gave me a graveyard full of torment.

You said you'd take care of me like a kitten, but then I found one lying in your wardrobe, rotten!

You insisted to built me a vineyard, yet all you did was rip my heart and soul apart.

You parroted that one day we'd travel the world, all you did was imprisoning me in a cage of hurt.

You promised me a heavenly earth, but all I got was a hellish pile of dirt.

You declared to gift me vibrant sky, but I found myself in an endless freezing pitch-black night.

You vowed to give me life, but all you gave me was death that thrived.

CRAVING HEART

...If she looks at you with teary eyes
and a smile graced on her lips, just hold her hand and don't be surprised when she holds it tight right back.

Delve in that ocean of unbounded love and let the beats of your heart touch the sky.

Envelope her scars like a treasure and
let her silence answer all your 'Why's.

#LoudThoughts

SEASONS GREETINGS
Is that your father, smiling at you; working harder?

Is that your mother, who never wanted to see you suffer?

Is that a friend, who stands by you till the very end?

Is that your sibling, always around; sometimes troubling?

Is that your soulmate, bound together by fate?

Whose name rings in your mind first?
A truecaller of love or one of a kind?

TALES IN FAIRY
How can I forget about him if he's all I think about.

How can I smile at someone else when his smile haunts me day and night.

How can I move on when my eyes still search for him in a crowded rooms.

How can I not love him when he's perfect in all my dreams.

- Nishu

​​Pages of My Soul is a heartfelt anthology of short stories inspired by diary entries that explore the profound complexities of love, heartbreak, and self-discovery. Each story captures the essence of human connections, from the euphoric highs of new romance to the painful lows of betrayal and loss, offering a deeply emotional and relatable journey. These reflections delve into the raw and unfiltered emotions, highlighting the power of resilience and the beauty of transforming pain into personal growth. Perfect for those who have loved, lost, or dared to begin again, this collection invites 'you' to find hope and strength in life’s bittersweet moments. Pages of My Soul is more than a collection of stories—it’s a journey into the heart, a celebration of life’s lessons, and a reminder that even in darkness, there is light to be found within the tunnel's end.

FOREVER TILL INFINITY!

Forever is a naked thought in a room full of eyes where they all lie in absence of disguise, therefore I'd simply not be able to breathe bearing them stare.

Forever is my heart to sunk deep under your arms, the security is all mine to remain as if you are the wave to my ocean, why wouldn't I drain?

Forever is the given roses full of thrones that I preserve till they dry, the bloom plagued us fearing what if I'm not yours to deserve.

Forever is the screaming silence in layers of reality that ought to be said, you'll be my truth but I'll be your lie just like every other love to be one side.

Forever is... You knowing you're the one I'd die for, but still you still lip I love you more.

Forever is always me being the one for you!

IS SHE CRYING?

If she’s not crying for you, she doesn’t give a single fuck - Women don’t play it cool when they’re emotionally invested. If she’s not out here dabbing her eyes with tissues like it’s an Oscar-winning drama, that’s your sign, she’s just not that into you.

Women show love through crying - Those tears are basically her love language. It’s like a “relationship rain check” that says, “I care about you so much, I’m ruining my makeup for this.”

On the other hand, men show love through anger - They're not in the corner weeping to sad music, they're throwing stuff, punching the air - Anger for men is just emotional crying, but with fewer tissues and more broken remote controls.

So if she’s out here, cool and calm, not a single tear in sight while you’re contemplating and writing poetry in a dark room—yeah, she’s over it.

But if she’s crying? That’s your green light—she’s still in the game, and when a guy’s mad, pacing around like he’s ready to challenge a wall to a fistfight, that’s just his way of saying, “I love you, but also, why do you make me feel things?”

Bottom line? Tears mean you still matter, anger means you’re still in the picture. But if she’s smiling and chilling while you’re in emotional chaos? Well, you’ve officially been ghosted—emotionally!

#Silent_Thoughts_Aloud

LIKE AN OCEAN'S PEAK

You are unpredictable like the ocean
But I do not fear drowning in your wave of emotions, When you open up, I hold my breath and dive in, Allowing my skin to get drenched in your power.

After my body soaks, I yearn for more,
I’m not the best swimmer,
But your waves carry me to the shore,
Others fear getting consumed by your massive waves - Not me!

I admire your intensity,
I’m allured by your mystery,
And I will always choose to swim,
Knowing you would never let me drown.

ONE NIGHT STAND - THE STRIPPER

"....Tipsy, either from the alcohol she drank or from the smoke filled and choked club". With bodies slinging together, inducing heat - The AC is in perfect condition but the body drip sweat says otherwise.

She stumbled on her high heels but continued on with the fake swagger, drunk out of her mind with a naughty mission written all over her face - Her mind was already targeting the next victim for her sex escapades, "Just a night to stay afloat on the edges of her emotions".

One night! No last names. No details. All dirty promises and naughty deeds; To throw her off the edges, she floats - That's her euphoria.

MEMORIES NEVER FADE

Once, love was easy and pure,
Two hearts beating as one, always sure. But now, it hangs by a fragile thread,
A love that's fading, no longer red.

They've lost the laughter that used to fill their days, The words they say now, just fade away. They've grown apart, it's plain to see, and the future of their love, it's starting to be.

But still, they hold on to what they once had, to the memories, good and bad. They remember the passion, the warmth, the embrace, and the moments that time can never erase.

They know they should let go, let love set them free, but their hearts just won't let it be. For deep down inside, they still see the light - The promise of love, shining so bright.

They hope that someday, they'll find their way, back to the love that brightened their day. They'll fight for it, now and evermore, for they know that love is worth fighting for.

So they stand in limbo, between love and goodbye, hoping that someday, they'll reach the sky.

And though their love may be fragile and lean, they'll hold on, for love is all they need.

NO ONE!

Sunsets for me are just like you,
Your shine can fade away,
And colors be gone,
But I'll still be loving you.

Like the sunsets,
I love the way you are,
And just like the sunsets,
I can only love you from afar.

SOULFUL THOUGHTS

Together, we will create a home with no loud anger, no explosive rage, no slamming doors or breaking glasses, no holes punched into the walls so hard that the foundation rocks and cracks, our home will be gentle, it will be warm.

I will keep you safe and you will keep me still - No fear, no hurt, no worry - We come from broken and twisted places, but together we'll build something whole and safe.

We will curl around each other like a pair of quotation marks at night, warm and comforted.

In the mornings, you'll sing in the shower again, we will heal and raise a family that doesn't need to heal.

​​A LOST LOVE – MEMORIES OF THE PAST

The moonlit night was haunting, reminding me of our lost love - No laughter, just painful void, I wander alone, lonely and destroyed.

Memories of your smile fade, as darkness engulfed the shade - Tears fell like raindrops, in the silence, my heart stops.

Your voice echoes in my mind, the warmth I can never find - Lost in this endless despair, I am longing for you to be here.

Each heartbeat aches with longing, for the love that once was strong - The night whispers your name, filling my soul with shame.

I search for you in the dark, but you're gone, leaving a mark - The cold seeps into my bones, aching for you, I'm alone.

In the embers of our love's fire, I find solace, but only mire - In the depths of my agony, I cry out for our lost destiny.

​​MAKE LOVE, NOT WAR!

Softly, my fingers trace the laces of my G-string, sweetness lingering like a forbidden treat. I slide the thin fabric aside - an unspoken invitation. Come taste the craving melting beneath.

I’ve been wicked... and I know you have too. So tonight, let’s surrender to our shared mischief - be each other’s sweet punishment, tangled in heat, wrapped in yearning.

I ache for you - your scent, your taste, your hunger. My lips part in longing, my body humming as I stand before you. You bend slowly, revealing the pulsing heat of your desire.

The air is thick with tension. Between your thighs, a sweet, intoxicating aroma rises, driving me to the brink. Desire drips like honey across your skin, and I can’t resist tasting every drop.

I explore every inch - sometimes with my lips, sometimes with teasing toys. Sighs echo. Shivers follow. Our midnight escape unfolds in a symphony of pleasure.

Your moans grow louder, guiding me to the soft, secret places that crave more. We move in rhythm - wet heat, wild want. I kiss the nectar that glistens like dew on silk.

In this hidden world, we surrender - to touch, to taste, to trembling thighs and whispered names. Your nipples ache beneath my playful bite. Your body becomes art - glowing, gasping, alive.

Chrome toys shimmer in candlelight, gliding to the rhythm of our breath. And in this storm of passion, we lose ourselves - completely, beautifully, shamelessly - in the silken heat of velvet desire.