Serenity Poetry Novels & Stories

Seren I couldn’t help but feel the weight of the moment as Kairos and I unloaded the SUV. The sun was starting to dip behind the trees, casting long shadows across the ground. This was my sanctuary, my place of peace. And despite the chaos and noise from the world, the quiet here felt like a balm on my restless soul.

And as the final flame was born—not hers, not Maeron’s, not Atheira’s—but theirs— Serena whispered: “May this one burn not from pain… but from peace.”

Hours passed, marked only by the soft sound of my steady breathing and the faint glow of the moonlight filtering through the curtains. For once, I felt a semblance of peace, a fleeting moment of tranquility amidst the storm raging in my life. But even in the depths of sleep, I could not escape the chewing sense of unease that lingered at the edges of my consciousness.

My chest tightened as I watched Flora walk away. Then, I straightened my outfit and went to my mother's company. That afternoon, I had plans with a few classmates to go back to my previous school and visit our teacher. While we were talking, I happened to scroll past a new post from Sean on his social media. "Walking around campus with my love again feels like I'm being given a second chance to clear my regrets for not being with her during senior high." When I saw the familiar background, my heart skipped a beat, and I left in a hurry.

Serenity. An alluring serenity, that was what Cyra experienced the second she felt his lips touching hers. Just like his presence, his lips felt warm, gentle and most importantly needed. Everything about this man made Cyra feel like needing it, yearning for it, throbbing for it.

The dream began the way most impossible things do — softly. Seren walked through a field of light. It wasn’t grass beneath her feet but liquid silver, rippling with every step, reflecting a sky made entirely of stars. The air shimmered as though reality itself were holding its breath. She couldn’t tell if she was walking or floating, only that everything around her hummed with quiet reverence. Then she saw her.

Gazing at the gleaming stars, their eyes are beaming in overflowing happiness. KISSING THE HORIZON. Enveloped in the scattered sunset, the wide bed of tall reeds is glowing along with the brightness on the golden horizon. HUES. A bright fireworks display, strikingly stunning with dazzling colors, is mingling hues with the city lights. Serin's dreams are not only oddly familiar but sometimes, they are the cherished events in her clear memory, as if she keeps recalling them while she is in her deep sleep. HOME. A completely dark and empty road is overlooking a sentimental night view of the sleeping cities. The emptiness and stillness of this road scream painful stories.

Benz , before going back , had strictly mentioned to not let a soul learn about her true plans. " Since you didn't listen to what I was saying earlier ; I wanted to earnestly thank you for filling my heart with beautiful adventures. You have such a chimmerical soul that only deserves love and appreciation. Stay like this okay. Don't let anything drag you down ." Serene said with blurry eyes , pristine crystals ready to pour. Rose was fondly smiling but the last line reminded her of something, rather someone but she didn't let it affect her. She was bidding adieu to a lovely person so she didn't want to radiate any sadness.