Shortpoetry Stories

Poetry is the easiest way of expression for some like me, not only experiences but feelings. This book is a set of poems about feelings, experiences and thoughs that linger in my mind day and night. There's letters too that will never reach the eyes of those who they're intended for, though some are just based on emotion. I write because I hope that someone comes across this and thinks "hey this is relatable". Some may resonate with experiences that awaken sacred fragments of memories, or some may just deeply impact. I write because that's the easiest way I can express any feelings. I write for fun, for love and for awareness on certain topics. All poems and letters are original by me :) Most aren't aimed at anyone specific, but just product of my imagination.

🖤 𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐏𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐬 by itsjustAmrit ❝ 𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘦𝘮𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘶𝘯𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶. ❞ Broken Pages is a collection carved from silence- 𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘥. These aren't love poems. They're post-mortems. Grief sleeps between the lines. Heartbreak drips from metaphors. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘱𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴 - "You're not alone in the dark." If you've ever smiled while shattering... If your silence ever screamed... 𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦. In the ash. In the aftermath. In the poetry only pain can write.

These poems come from different versions of me-gentle, wounded, hopeful, lost, in love, and learning. This book is a place where every feeling is allowed to breathe. From love to loneliness, healing to heartbreak, each poem reflects a story, a memory, or a moment I didn't want to forget. This is my heart, written in pieces.

Poetry Collection // Upon the Stars We See is a deeply personal and politically charged chapbook that weaves together haiku, prose poems, and spoken word to explore the intersections of Indigenous identity, environmental grief, and the quiet violence of modern existence. Through minimalism and lyrical force, it constructs a celestial mirror-reflecting not only the realities of colonization and capitalism, but also the resilience, memory, and inherited strength of those who live through them.

I cannot sleep when the clock strikes twelve because that is when truth pays me a long visit.

I will stand beside you as the evidence that you were never imagined, you were always inevitable.

Sunset comes and goes but I remain next to you.

some short poems i wrote that i would like to share with you 💌

I'd weather every storm just to guard you.

When you feel not okay, then read some poems. It will surely gives you a beat. Chill and smile! And if you want to know how love is poetry, you will know it right away! More details will be posted! 👇🏻 stay tuned! 🎉 ALSO AVAILABLE in NEOBOOK! Just Search: https://neobook.org/faithandhope/

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I offered my hand to you so we could dance the night so gracefully, and the moon pretended she didn't notice how we looked at each other.

I feel everything more than I admit.

my mind tends to travel... it goes somewhere that is all thinking. thus the short poetry book was created. xxx

lowercase intended.

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Through snow I move, but with you the world becomes an ocean to surf together.

Just short little descriptions of stuff I made up. ✨

I'm like the last flame flickering in oblivion ༅