Modernpoetry Stories

🖤 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.

Almost Human is a collection of poems about survival, softness, and the quiet and necessary distance that comes after harm. Moving through images of war rooms and infirmaries, candlelight and starlight, imitation and restraint, these poems touch on what it means to remain human in the presence of those who perhaps never were. This is not a book about revenge or resolution, but about observation, integration, and learning how to stop offering light to things that only know how to consume it. For readers who have loved deeply, waited too long, survived quietly, and learned that healing does not always arrive loudly; Almost Human is a record of what remains.

A book of poems from an amature author

Growing up doesn't mean questions disappear, they just change. Beyond is a continuation of becoming, written from the other side of growing up. Where Within explored finding a voice, Beyond lives in the quiet after it. These poems reflect the trials and tribulations of adulthood: grief and loss, disillusionment and hope, learning how the world truly works, and choosing to keep dreaming anyway. This collection is shaped by lived experience: navigating an unfair society, facing death and change, redefining love and belonging, and holding onto softness in a world that often demands hardness. The questions are no longer about who you might become, but how to live as who you already are. Beyond is an ongoing invitation for readers who are still becoming, but with clearer eyes, removing the rose colored glasses, steadier feet, and a deeper understanding of themselves. For anyone learning how to exist in the real world without losing their sense of wonder, this space is for you. If Within helped you feel seen, Beyond is here to sit with you as you grow.

What I Saw is a collection of poems about love, loss, silence, and the small moments that stay with us. These pieces move through quiet rooms, busy streets, and the spaces in between, noticing how people connect, how they miss one another, and how meaning can be found in the things we almost say. This book isn't about having answers - it's about paying attention. This is what I saw.

Within is a collection of poems written in the in-between, between who you were and who you're becoming. These poems reflect the emotional realities of growing up: anxiety, first heartbreaks, shifting friendships, and learning how to exist in a world that suddenly expects more from you. For readers navigating early adulthood and searching for understanding, this book offers reflection, honesty, and quiet companionship. If you've read Within, the journey continues in Beyond! #4 in poetry 11/10/2021 #1 in sadpoems 11/10/2021

A compilation of poems that tells a story of someone who stays and believes that this time it'll be different. Even though knowing it always still ends with her leaving..

WHISPERS FROM A CHAOS MIND ~ Verses of quiet survival ~ Some thoughts are too soft to scream. Some pain survives in silence. Whispers from a Chaos Mind is a collection of poems written between public smiles and private breaking. These verses speak of quiet survival, inner chaos, and the strength it takes to keep going when no one is watching. This book is for those who feel deeply, think endlessly, and heal quietly. If you've ever smiled while falling apart, these poems are for you.

Short poem on nature's indifference.

Some people enter your life early and never really leave they just stop keeping pace. Leaving the Station is a poem born from a dream and the memories it refused to let go of. It speaks of unfinished conversations, quiet goodbyes, first connections, and time passing without permission. This is not a love story. It's what remains after one when you realize you're moving forward, even if a part of you is still waiting.

A collection of free-verse poetry.

Another agglomerate of useless decadent poetry.

"A Carpenter" is a personal reflection on the story of Jesus, imagined not as a distant divine figure, but as a man who stood against injustice and challenged the norms of his time. My aim with this poem was to explore the idea that uncomfortable truths are often rewritten or avoided, and that revolutionary voices can be softened through history. It's a piece about humanity, the cost of change, and how stories-especially powerful ones-are shaped by those who tell them. This is not designed to be divisive-my aim is to unite.

I wanted to compile my poems somewhere, I didn't know where, I thought "Why not share them on Wattpad ?" So here is what I'm doing here. Most of them are free verse, Most of them are short, And most of them are bad, (Do not expect to read mind-blowing art, it's mostly just random stuff and I didn't knew what to do with them.) "I cannot speak, I can only write."

A raw and honest portrayal of internal struggle, this poem exposes the speaker's self-doubt and emotional pain in the face of unfulfilled love. The disconnect between words and actions creates a profound sense of isolation and despair.

people are stupid.

" we rip out so much of ourselves to be cured of things faster". ~André Aciman the idea that we close off a memory, a piece of our life only to forget that that very moment is an important step in becoming yourself. our naked truths are hidden so far deep within our gated minds that we slowly lose a piece of ourselves. piece by piece we leave ourselves behind only to become a shell of who we could have been. this is my first step in finding myself. sifting through the wreckage that was created by life, by me. my narrative is still being written, but my past is just as important. i'm here to find myself, forgive myself, push myself, and open myself.

Just a book where I penned down my thoughts and feelings about day to day grind with life and of course emotions. Inspirations I get from the movies I watched, from songs I heard and stories I read. Im not a writer but... If you read me You'll understand me better.