He left....and I am still standing there.✨️ Waiting...for someone who will never come back.🥀 "Socha tha mohabbat nhi krungi kabhi, Pr jab usse dekha... Meri soch mere hi khilaf ho gayi..." शायद प्रेम समर्पण है, इन्तिज़ार है, इबादत है...🥀❤️ मैंने बहुत सारी कविताएँ लिखी हैं - प्रेम की कविताएँ...✨️ I hope you'd like to read them!🩷

"It is your choice," he said, stepping so close to me that our lips were almost touching. "Either do what I say - or get another job." My heart stood still as I gazed up into his deep, dark, dangerous eyes... In a world where women's only role in life is to sit at home and look pretty, Lilly is determined to fight for her freedom. There's only one problem: a powerful man blocking her way.

|| GRAND FAVORITE AMBYS 2025 || || SHORTLIST SHORTYS 2025 || [20x 𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐒🏅] The word 'Terra' refers to the land of Earth, while 'Humana' stands for Humanity. Together, 𝐓𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐚 𝐇𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐚 becomes a collection where the aching force of nature mirrors humanistic sentiments. The collection aims to trace all the delicate scars and symphonic tensions―from the smallest shimmer of pearl-like drizzle to the grandest mountain's grief. Each poem is a pause, a break, a breath to feel nature's breathtaking tapestry, woven with intense healing capabilities. Here, soil meets soul and roots tangle with reason! As you walk through this terrain―of auroras, dawns, and obnoxious ocean's orchestra―I hope you feel not just my words, but also the loud quiet between them―the silent meanings and interpretations. Crafted with a pen dipped in perseverance, '𝐓𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐚 𝐇𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐚' indulges in the serene and destructing sentiments of nature. From the broken to the healing. It is, perhaps, my most intimate attempt at writing. As you have decided to walk through this humanistic terrain, may its verses speak to the part of you that still feels wind whispers magic! · · ── ·☽◯☾· ── · · Copyright © [2025] [Aatishi Ravira] All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without the prior written permission of the copyright owner. · · ── ·☽◯☾· ── · · #12 in 'Poetry' out of 308K Books #10 in 'Poetry Collection' out of 39.4K Books #1 in 'Wattpad Poetry' out of 1.5K books

#𝐓𝐨𝐩 𝟓 𝐢𝐧 𝐈𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐚 - 18/06/2026 #𝐓𝐨𝐩 𝟑 𝐢𝐧 𝐈𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐚 - 20/06/2026 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 2 𝐎𝐅 : 𝐀 𝐑𝐎𝐘𝐀𝐋𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 She was his choice. His first love. His forever. 𝐀𝐯𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐣 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞 - the ruthless Mafia King. A man with power in his veins and darkness in his soul. Cold-hearted, arrogant, and feared by the entire underworld. People lowered their eyes when he walked in... because one mistake could cost them their life. 𝐀𝐤𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐚 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚 - the sunshine of her family. Beautiful, kind-hearted, and intelligent. A girl who believed in love, dreams, and forever. But beneath her soft smile was a fearless heart no one knew about. He fell in love with her at first sight. And once Abviraj Singh Rathore loves someone... he never lets her go. Their story wasn't forced by destiny or tied through an arranged bond. It was love - pure, intense, and dangerously possessive. He loved her like madness. She loved him like peace.

A collection of poems that had the potential to be loved, yet remained unnoticed. Poets don't just write - they bleed, piece by piece, into the paper. They breathe life into words and call it poetry. Writing is filled with what-ifs, maybes, and endless confusion. Yet a poet continues - to write, to bleed, to stay honest. Poets are known for writing about love, but in truth, they write what they secretly crave - and when asked why, they learn to lie. This book is a place where overthinkers can breathe, where tired minds can rest, and where those carrying too much can finally pause.

~ of thoughts that keep me awake at night and let me sleep at day

If you love reading poetries, the book is for you.

This is the diary that charts the death of my heart. This is my 4th poetry collection ❤️

The Awards solely dedicated to poetry return. Calling all poets on Wattpad to a celebration of poetry. Have you woven your words? Because it's time. The contest will be awarding poetry deemed a result of talent and hardwork with multiple awards, ranging from-Best Use of Metaphors to Best Poem Ending. To Participate, please read the rules and complete the payments before you submit your form. The Contest will span around 1.5 months and I, the host will be the sole judge! So, let your words Bloom, you blossom. (Open)

when the glass feathers fall im left to mourn.