Unheard Stories

This compilation brings together a rich tapestry of poetry, quotes, messages, prose, and self-reflection. Each piece is crafted to resonate deeply with the reader, offering a blend of inspiration and introspection. Through evocative verse and poignant prose, you'll find moments of solace and strength, reflections on the human experience, and messages that speak to the heart. From the elegance of poetry to the power of personal insights, this collection is a journey through the varied landscapes of emotion and thought. Whether you're seeking motivation, comfort, or a moment of connection, this anthology offers a diverse range of voices and perspectives to guide you through your own reflections and experiences.

She was never the topper, never the failure- just invisible in between. This is the silent scream of an average student trying to be enough

Haper and Grace have just finished high school and are off to college. Harper was elated to spend college with Grace. They were the best of friends, the peanut butter to the jelly, the superhero, and the sidekick, the Rory to the Lorelai.. They did everything together but it doesn't matter anymore because it all gone. Grace came back from Summer Holidays she's been ignoring Harper. And Harper doesn't even know what she did wrong. They were fine, well she thought they were fine. If only Grace would talk to her. Tell her what happened between them because Harper is getting sick of feeling unheard

A collection of songs I've written over the years.

Poems, quotes, verses and many more- And if you are interested in reading a book with a punch of the trio- Romace-Mystery-Thriller Click in this link- https://www.wattpad.com/story/218333008-last-stop-atlanta And for more about 'Voices Unheard' Continue reading below- ***If you want more from me to highlight certain areas, please do leave a comment or dm!*** 1) Poems based on all kinds of discrimination, sexism, racism, nepotism, castism, culture etc. 2) Poems based on sexual assault through rape, cyber crimes etc and many more. 3) Poems based on love (Typically based on the difference between love and attraction/liking. I won't write poems on break up as I feel break-up doesn't exist in love. I believe when two souls are in love- they'll obviously have fights but those mere fights won't result into breakup. And if breakup happens because of deceiving, you are worth more than that.) 4) Poems on obstacles, hard work, patience etc

"Ayesha Madam! I want you to write my story in this. My hafiz-ji gave this to me." I smiled breezily, relishing my victory of finally hearing her speak. "I will, Talat. I will." As I held the frayed old diary, I could see a saga chiseled on its grimy brown cover, as if it was a witness, a faithful friend, an unfailing narrator. On the first page, it was written in Urdu- "You are gifted, my child. With his blessings, insha'allah you will go a long way." Encapsulated in a world brimming with limits and restraints, Talat heard these words with strange trepidation, she doubts whether she has the authority to determine the length of this "long way". Meet Talat Sheikh, an ordinary 16 year-old girl who hails from a tiny village named Rasoolpur. Accompany her on a journey of persevering, transitioning, discovering, losing and conquering. Married at 16 to a man named Aftab who belongs to one of the wealthiest family in the village of Karaundi, read how a young Talat goes through a jagged path, grappling with her own feelings, challenging the lines inscribed on her palms, abandoning her girlhood, her identity, belying her love for her first sweetheart Mahib. Did she win? How long did it take? What did she lose? What did she gamble? There are a lot of questions. So go on and see for yourself. Set up in the years 1998-2015 , Her journey is equally poignant and beatific. It will inspire you and it will unusually shatter you. Have a great read!

Those unheard voices...

A poem about unheard screams, unseen tears and unheard words. Not a happy go-lucky poem so don't read if you were looking for that. Not my usual style, but I wrote this and wanted to share.

this is my poetry this is my way of saying what broke me why im broken this is my form of communication this is me and maybe even you enjoy or not i rlly don't care

Let the horror begin! ______________ Brought to you by the College of Science '15-'16 Literary Team, here is a compilation of works that portray horror in all of its forms All rights reserved 2015

Have you ever wondered that some people could come back to get the scores even? Have you ever thought that a person who's died will come back to get the scores even? Have you ever heard a saying that revenge is a thousand times more powerful emotion than love?

Some things are better left unsaid. Some feelings are better left unheard.

I know nobody will read this , my thoughts are useless so am I

These stories have never been heard by another soul

"Not all wounds are visible. Some live in silence." Silence can be heavier than words. I was only a child when it began. Too young to understand, too naive to name what was happening. All I knew was the dirt it left behind-the shame that seeped into my skin, the weight I could never wash away. It repeated, again and again, until my body grew older but my spirit shrank smaller. No one heard me. No one believed. And so I carried it-the silence, the disgust, the fear of men, the broken confidence that once was mine. This is not a tale of healing tied in ribbons. It is the story of surviving in fragments, of writing when I could not speak, of breathing when all I wanted was to leave. The Silence I Carried is not fiction. It is my truth. A truth whispered into pages that finally listen.

She never screamed. She never rebelled. She never ran. She only stayed quiet - and somehow, that made her guilty. In a home that looked normal from the outside, she became the child everyone blamed. Every mistake had her name on it. Every silence was called disrespect. Every strength was mistaken for pride. She wasn't wild. She wasn't broken. She wasn't wicked. She was simply the first daughter - forced to grow up early, misunderstood, and carrying a weight no one acknowledged. This is the story of a girl who learned survival before love, silence before safety, and strength before softness. A story about family, scapegoating, quiet resilience, and becoming everything they said she couldn't be. Not a victim story. Not a revenge story. A becoming story. BASED ON TRUE STORY.