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These are just small letters/poems to voice out my thoughts :)

နင့်ကို virgin ဖြစ်မယ်လို့ ငါမထင်ခဲ့ဘူးသိလား၊နင့် ကောင်မလေးထပ် အရင်နင်နဲ့ အတူ နေဖြစ်မိတာကိုတော့ ငါကျေနပ်မိရမှာပဲ။တစ်ခုတော့ ပြောမယ်၊ငါတို့ ဒီကိစ္စကို လုပ်တဲ့အချိန်နင့်ဘက်က သူ့ကို စိတ်ထဲ ထုတ်ထားပြီး ငါ့အကြောင်းပဲ တွေးရမယ်။ငါ့ကို .... လို့ နင့်ကို ခေါ်စေချင်တယ်၊အဆင်ပြေတယ်မလား။

တစ်ရံ ရောအခါ၀ယ် အလွန်လှပသော တိုင်းပြည်လေး တစ်ခုရှိခဲ့၏။ ထိုတိုင်းပြည်ကို ပန်းတိုင်းပြည်ဟု ခေါ်ဝေါ်ကြသည်။ ပန်းဆိုသော အမည် နှင့်လိုက်အောင် ပန်းတိုင်းပြည် စစ်သူကြီးတွင် ပန်းသစ္စာ ၊ပန်းမေတ္တာ ၊ပန်းကရုဏာ ဆိုသော သမီးတော် သုံးပါး ရှိသည်။ သမီးတော် သုံးပါးစလုံးမှာ အလွန်လှပသလိုတမူထူးသော အရည်ချင်း ကိုယ်စီ ရှိကြ၏။ တိုင်းပြည် အကျိုးကို ဆောင်ရွက်လိုစိတ်ရှိကြသည်။ မိမိတိုင်းပြည် အတွက် အသက်ကိုပင် ပဓနာမထားချစ်ရသူကိုပင် စွန့်၍ ပိုးတိုင်းပြည်၏ မိဖုရား အဖြစ်အမူထမ်းသူ ပန်းသစ္စာ။

From Classmates to Crossroads is the story of a boy learning that love, pain, and growth often walk hand in hand. It begins with a confession, simple, reckless, unforgettable. A single moment in front of a classroom sets him on a journey that shapes the way he sees life, love, and himself. From the halls of high school to the trials of university, he faces heartbreak, laughter, family warmth, and the haunting weight of choices made too young. This is not just a love story. It's the story of becoming. Of wearing masks while bleeding inside, of chasing dreams while carrying scars, of learning when to hold on and when to let go. At its heart, From Classmates to Crossroads is about standing at life's turning points and realizing every step forward demands strength, honesty, and the courage to keep walking.

I am not a writer and this is not a story. These are just few floating thoughts of mine.

This is not pretty poetry. These are truths I was never taught to speak. Here lie the words I swallowed, the pain I buried, and the questions they told me not to ask. For the unheard. For the unseen. For the ones who feel too much in a world that tells them to feel less. I write for you. I write for me.

لو دريت بحضني ما تدفّيت چان شعلتلك روحي وبيها إدفيك! ...... عراقية مثلية 18+

My old poems and quotes. Currently editing. Finished (2021)

Every Poem Is Your Fault isn't just a collection, it's my proof. Every page is what you did to me, every line the hurt you left behind. I wrote the things you'll never say out loud, the scars you keep pretending don't exist. You can lie to yourself. You can lie to them. You can even lie to the life you keep running back to. But the truth doesn't change, it's carved into every poem on these pages. This is for anyone who's been broken by someone they trusted and left carrying the silence alone. These pages hold the weight of betrayal, the ache of what was never said, and the strength I clawed back by putting it into words. Every poem is proof of what happened. Every poem is your fault. Disclaimer This book is a work of creative expression. The poems within it are born from lived experiences, emotions, and imagination, but they are not intended as factual accounts of any one person, relationship, or event. Any resemblance to actual people, living or dead, is purely coincidental.