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Hello there! ErythroCirrh here. This is not a multi-chaptered story nor a short story or a one-shot story but just a story in rhymes. Well, every poem has a story. Oh well, just pouring my heart out in rhymes. ❤

Just a book full of poems dedicated to the explosion of confetti and noise that is my scattered mind (All poems are written by me ) Highest ranking #228 in creation

Hello there! ErythroCirrh here. This is not a multi-chaptered story nor a short story or a one-shot story but just a story in rhymes. Well, every poem has a story. Oh well, just pouring my heart out in rhymes. ❤

My attempts at Mask Poems (A poem that's in the eyes of another)

Fixed it myself. #121 Poetry Collection #592 Poems #18 Collectionofpoems #759 Forgiving Disclaimer: To whom the PNG belongs from my book cover, no copyrights intended.

Some of my light hearted limericks !! They are sometimes funny , sometimes weird , sometimes disgusting , sometimes strange... BUT FOREVER KIDDISH !!!😂😂 To be frank , I like them anyways...written by the 5 year old inside me....Hope u like them too !!! Thanks for reading peeps !!

Everything in & between the form and style of Haiku's. Copyright © 2017-2026 By T. A. Hinson All Rights Reserved All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law. * Achievements: Peak #1 [My Words] ×3 #2 [WordArt] *New Peak: #2 TAHinson *New Peak: #3 [PoetsofWattpad] *New Peak: #42 [Haiku]

Stage fear I was in class 8th, It was the last time I performed a speech in the morning assembly. Our teacher asked Raise your hand to participate in the morning assembly, I was sitting on the first bench, With full confidence, I raised my hand for the speech. -only one girl. Then I looked back, All hands down, Eyes were staring me. Oh! What was that? -prepare your speech till tomorrow. -Speech is an important part of the assembly With full responsibility, I prepared it, Learned it, My teacher appreciated me, After a week finally, our turn came, Finally it started, Everywhere silence, Only -School attention, school stand at ease. Prayer and pledge ended. My name announced, I walked, the head girl handed me the mike, I stopped and looked up. The crowd in front of me, all juniors and senior. Seems all were present that day. My heart started beating. Eyes started blinking. Stage fear inside me started growing stronger. I started Goodmorning..... Goodmorning.. Mike is not working. Ok! I forgot to on the mike button. After 1 para. I stopped, Ok what was the next line.. Memorize yogita, memorize.. you learned it..you can do it. My heart said. But I can't. Oh god, no my hands got paralyzed. With my expressionless face. My legs were shaking. Someone whispered, use your speech paper. But i can't. I can't. Now just end it. I can't stand any more. Thankyou, have a nice day. And i ended it.. After the assembly . With disappointments in my eyes, I walked in class. From behind one said - She ruined our assembly. My teacher said dont feel bad. You tried your best. I know but i ruined it. That was the last time. After thst i never raised my hand for speech. I not want to ruin it again. -Yogita:)

Poems for Poetry Camp 2023