The girl who feels too much, and the boy who pretends to feel nothing. Azi Cavendish, the youngest of his three brothers and childhood best friend of Tina, was a walking mess. He knew nothing about the emotions he buried inside, or that's what he tries to tell himself at least. He was determined to run, to find the thrill, but eventually, life caught up to us all, and Azi's no exception. Tina Luan, the daughter of divorced parents, and childhood best friend of Azi was a walking actress. She had it all together, her goal, her clothes, her feelings. She never felt the need to escape, yet all she could think about was running the way her best friend did. She wondered what it felt like to have no expectations and to choose the path she wanted to choose. The summer after the first year of university, Tina and Azi started off as usual. The bickering, the adventures, the dinners. But a flip gets flicked, and the two started dealing with issues they tried to press. Feelings mixed with logic and understanding mixed with endless questions. He tried to hide from her, and she tried to act in front of him. The two could break through the other's walls but never tried to. The air this summer, however, felt different. They were wild, free, and reckless. They had the summer together, and no one really knew how different one can be in just three months.

Poem. Must read with the audio as it sets the mood.

Hello everyone! This is a piece where I will write my poetry. I am a teenager so there will be mistakes , please do tell if you find any flaw , i will try to eradicate it to the best of my ability. I hope to have as much support as possible. It is my dream to become famous. I have recently joined Wattpad, please share my work. I hope to relate with people. I wish you all like it. Love you all. Regards LittleAmuser.

This book is more than a collection of poems-it is a mirror to the hidden wounds of our society. It holds the weight of injustice, the silence of pain, and the truths we often ignore. Each poem is an unspoken cry, a reflection of deep scars, a voice rising from the quiet corners of the world. These poems are not written only in ink, but in pain, struggle, and the hope for change.

A collection of poems filled with emotions, devotion, and unspoken feelings.

Was scrummaging through some old notes and found a poem I wrote two years ago. Thought I'd share it here-funny how words from the past can still echo in the present.

A metaphorical journey-or a venting spree? One commands them all but needs a body. The other is the body... but feels no joy. Let me introduce you to The Vessel and The Voice. This is Poet & The Vessel-a concept poem that blurs the line between myth and emotion, thought and form. Currently unfolding across three chapters, with more to come.

This piece is a chaotic sermon dressed in satire, stitched with absurdity, and delivered by a narrator who can't quite decide whether they're joking-or warning you. Figures of Speech was born from watching the distortion of language in real-time-how words meant to unite often divide, how truth bends until it breaks, and how the loudest voices often say the least. The poem is a venting valve. A fever dream with punchlines. It tackles everything from political hypocrisy and media theatrics to the decay of discourse itself. The "slips" in the poem-those ironic stumbles and word-swaps-aren't mistakes; they're masks peeling off. The more the narrator fumbles, the more they reveal. At its heart, this poem is about power: who holds it, who manipulates it, and who suffers beneath it. But it's also about complicity-ours. We laugh, we scroll, we nod, and then we play our roles again. The circus restarts. The machine keeps running. This is not a call to action. It's not even a protest. It's just a figure of speech. Unless, of course, it isn't.

A book for poetry explorers. Every poem is fresh and different.

It is not just a book. It is a team!