"Until the end of time, we shall forever slow down only to rewind. " 🏆Awarded for The Best Use of Imagery for the poem 'The Perfect Girl ' - Ashes and Ink Poetry Contest 2025🏆 A blur of emotions. A string of moments . What else best describes human life? This anthology wanders through the numerous stages in the cycle of life. Through a poetic lense, we look at what happens - until the rewind. xx Updates randomly xx

Letting my soul whisper through words - because if I ever screamed, the world might break apart... Author: Tabassum. 🦋🍂

-Your heart is more than atria and ventricles- Though anatomically same, Every heart is intimately different- Each singing a novel song A book where stories are told in verses~ [Round 2 Ambys qualified]

A collection of poems so that my sunshine would always keep smiling ☺️ And also if I write poems to dedicate someone present here or in my life. Well mostly it will be a collection of confidence, self love and motivation. And since I love butterflies so much, this would be a perfect start. 🦋 Butterfly 🦋 It as a whole, so vivid and bright Makes it difficult to take away the sight Nature painted flowers are their throne Even flowers can't deny these flattery con But they were not always like this Never welcomed by any flying kiss Rather hated , trolled and mocked But this transformation, left all shocked How can someone so ugly, be so pretty Who was shamed, now owns the crown of beauty How could it survive that hate Who has written its fate? It's a self made diva out there Others hurtful words and despair- Could not stop her to shine. Then why can't I have mine? Why can't I shut others damn mouth ? Why can't I overcome my self doubt? Transform my invisibility into a boon, And get into the self esteem cocoon. I will show all out there what I am ? I will draw the line of my palm. If it can do then why can't I ? I can too be a butterfly . -SANCHITA SAHU-

𝐒𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐲, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐦 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐮𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝. 𝐖𝐞 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐫, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞, 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐰𝐧. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐮𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐢𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐞𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐭? ''𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐎𝐄𝐓𝐑𝐘: 𝐄𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐞𝐬" 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐨𝐞𝐦𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞'𝐬 𝐮𝐧𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬. 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐄𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡, 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐜𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥, 𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐬 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐧. 𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝘽𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙞𝙨 𝙀𝙓𝘾𝙇𝙐𝙎𝙄𝙑𝙀𝙇𝙔 𝙖𝙫𝙖𝙞𝙡𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙤𝙣 𝙒𝘼𝙏𝙏𝙋𝘼𝘿. 𝐂𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐬: @LiamMcMarsha

Seven vultures in a ring, 'Tis the truth of everything. Seven vultures together sing, 'Tis the truth of everything.

"Wounds that whisper " explores the lasting pain of childhood trauma and the invisible battles that follow. Amidst fear and isolation, it honours the quiet strength of a true friend - someone who stays by your side without judgement, offering calm, steady support when it's ended the most. It's a tribute to those rare souls whose presence can turn pain into healing, even without words.

Escapism-the tendency to seek distraction and relief from unpleasant realities, especially by seeking entertainment or engaging in fantasy. A collection of poems that can range from various topics that go from passing infatuation, never being satisfied, wanting to escape, and more. I will update every Friday and Monday.

❝ Let us dive in deep, past our smiling reflections. ❞ This is a collection of my occasional forays into poetry, mostly revolving around themes of duality, identity and connection (to others or ourselves), but told through different and even unusual perspectives. A lot of these pieces were written for prompts, which will be specified at the beginning of each respective poem, so you can also use this as a prompt book and write your own interpretations of them (feel free to message me a link if you do!). ____________________________________________ 🏅 Winner of the "Best Poetry Collection" Category | Ashes And Ink-Poetry Contest 2025 🏅 Winner of the "Poetry" Category | The Crescent Awards 2025 🏅 Round 3 Qualifier in the "Poetry" Category | AMBYS 2025

Poetry of emotion, life and it's experiences.... Credit to artists for the pictures used. This is not my own pictures but my own poems.