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The Best of Everything I Did Wrong is full of heartbreak, mistakes, and messy feelings, the kind of moments I've lived through and still think about. If you've read Her Favorite Mistake, think of this one as famil... let's just say they're connected, related, two sides of the same story (not really but yeah) about love, loss, and everything in between. These poems and pieces are drawn from my own life, my own choices, the words I wish I'd said, and the lessons I learned the hard way. I hope you enjoy and yeah... HAVE FUN 😊

"Diamond and tears" is so dear to me. A collection of thoughts, of what ifs and what could've been.

here lies a collection of poetry and prose that i wrote during times of emotional whirlwinds. please be reminded that i am not a poet, let alone a good writer.

The relatable poems by The Pen....

•POETRY the idea of the past blotted out, written over by the present.

A series of horror shorts. Enjoy.

Life depicted as a Subway. A short transcript that compares both the subjects and gives it a silky end touch.

•POETRY & PROSE 'Sunlit eyes seem foreign since cold is all that I've ever known'

a collection of poetry and prose. just for fun c:

Set against the vibrant yet lonely backdrop of contemporary Mumbai and Nashik's vineyards, "Aarav " traces the journey of a man who has everything except meaning. Born into privilege but haunted by emptiness, Aarav drifts through luxury and restlessness until an encounter with the gentle, introspective Tara Kapoor changes the rhythm of his life. Her love, sincere and unguarded, meets his detachment - setting off a chain of choices that lead to tragedy, guilt, and eventual understanding. Years later, their paths cross again in Delhi, where time has turned love into memory and regret into wisdom. A poignant meditation on modern alienation, moral awakening, and the permanence of impermanent love, this story captures the quiet ache of souls searching for truth in a world obsessed with glitter.

❝ᴛʜᴇʏ'ʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ᴏɴʟʏ sᴛʀᴀɴɢᴇʀs ᴡʜᴏ ɪ'ᴠᴇ sʜᴀʀᴇᴅ ᴍᴇᴍᴏʀɪᴇs ᴡɪᴛʜ, ᴛʜᴇʏ'ʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀɪɴ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀs ɪ'ᴍ ɪɴ ᴡɪᴛʜ ɪɴ ᴀ ʙᴏᴏᴋ ᴄᴜʀʀᴇɴᴛʟʏ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴡʀɪᴛᴛᴇɴ, ᴛʜᴇʏ'ʀᴇ ᴍʏ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅs, ᴍʏ ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ.❞ -sᴀʀᴅᴏɴʏx(ɢᴀɴɢsᴛᴇʀᴇᴅ) ＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚　　˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊ cover made by me

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poetry and prose //the love we hate// We love to think that depressed poets and artists are intriguing. does that mean we are nothing more than sadists?

My thoughts are static ~~~ Poetry and others

|| Listen not by your ears but by your heart and you'll understand the scars I try to heal. ||

I stand here, not to say that a woman deserves more than a men. All I am saying, is that we deserve more than what you have given us.

Calm on the outside, an Autum breeze whirling within, becoming something else. This is my 11th collection. Poetry collections (written in this order) : 1) Poetry 2) Cathartic 3) Masquerade 4) Compass 5) Reverie 6) Stars Above Me 7) Melodies 8) Caterpillar 9) Musings 10) Stoicism And the current one 11) Chrysalis

Poetry is a kind of medicine in the world of pain. You must stay drunk on writing so reality cannot destroy you.