This book is a collection of poems created from my random thoughts.With these poems I wish to spread my love for literature and resonate the feelings of people through my verses. Author's note: Whether you are a fellow literature lover or not, and happens to stumble on my work,feel free to share your thoughts and feedbacks on the comment section.And if you have a liking on my work,please don't forget to click on the star and vote for it🙏.Hope you all enjoy my humble work. Disclamer:I don't own the pictures I use here.They are all downloaded from google and pinterest,so all credits should go to the rightful owners.

This is a collection of poems born from silence, survival, and identity. Written by someone who was told to hide, and chose instead to speak. Every poem is a quiet war. Every line, a piece of light. _________________________________________ 'And Strangle them with a rainbow shirt, Because Little broken boys just don't seem to hurt.' - From 'Too young' 'You're a man now, not little anymore, Still so little, Evermore...' - From 'My Favourite little Man' 'Would I too break my toys, if I did belong?' - From 'Mirror World' ______________________________________________ ⚠️BEWARE⚠️- There's too much going on in my poems ;) If you don't relate to my poems, I feel sad for you. If you do relate to my poems, I feel sadder for you. ______________________________________________ 1st Runner-Up In 'The Fathomless Verse Awards' 🏆 _____________________________________________ Remarkable Rankings! #6 in poems out of 222k books on 10/31/25 #4 in Poesia out of 16k books on 11/11/25 #20 in short out of 160k books on 11/11/25 #7 in inspiration out of 30k books on 11/11/25 #2 in Poesia out of 16k books on 11/13/25 #13 in short out of 160k books on 11/13/25 #1 in Personal out of 28k books on 11/15/25 #1 in Poesia out of 16k books on 12/16/25

14 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐑 ──────── ˚ ₊ ‧ ⋆ ──────── There has always been an abyss residing in me. Something hollow and deep and empty. Something that screams to be heard. Something that aches for meaning in this haunting world. Through this collection I try to pick out the pieces of my heart and bleed out words that have haunted me. And maybe try to find peace with a truth that always scared me. because maybe this is how its meant to be : me, floating in the abyss of my misery ────────˚ ₊ ‧ ⋆ ──────── ⟪ a c h i e v e m e n t s ⟫ ¶🥇 1st Place under "Best Poetry Collection Category" in "Ashes And Ink-Poetry Contest" ¶🥇 1st Place under "Sorrowed Quill (Poetry) Category" in "The Fathomless Verse Awards" ¶🥇 1st Place under "Best Poetry Collection Category" in "Nevergale : A Poetry Contest" ¶🥈 2nd Place under "Best Poetry Collection Category" in "Birthday Bash Mini Awards" ¶🥈 2nd Place under "Realm of Rhythm (Poetry) Category" in "Astral Arena || Loom's Awards" ¶🥉 3rd Place under "Golden Feathertail (Best Poetry) Category" in"Dragonhollow Mini Awards" ¶🥉 3rd Place under "Best Poem Category (Poem: Eternal Damnation)" in "Time Vortex Awards" ¶🥉 3rd Place under "Best Poetry Collection Category" in "Time Vortex Awards" ¶🏅 Honourable Mention under "Record of the Year Category" in "WHO Mini Awards" ¶🏅Honourable Mention under "Best Poetry Collection Category" in "The Nine Tailed Crown Awards" ¶🏅 Honourable Mention under "Best Poetry Collection Category" in "The Starfish Awards"