Poet Stories

Bhanu Bajpai is known to be the vengeful, hateful woman who didn't know any better than hating on her sister and her husband. She burnt, in her own flames, living a life of loneliness and self torment. Shashank Singh Rajput, was not known to anyone, not as who he truly was. He is a man of secrets, a silent danger. Calm, yet rebellious, a calculative businessman yet a poetic charm played around him. He was a paradox. When their paths cross again, decades later, things have changed. Both of them had closed the doors to love. Yet, love is what torments them both.

Welcome to a long-term poetry project created for writers who want both structure and freedom! Activites will be posted over time, whether you wanna join in, write your own or just read & relax. Use this book as needed. As practice, as play, or as a quiet place to write. Welcome to the work. Welcome to the words. Welcome to the Poetic Pulse!

❝Now this is the point. You fancy me mad. Madmen know nothing. But you should've seen me.❞ Mead Schlachter is known to District 10 as a poet, a butcher, and someone who couldn't be less in favor with fate. Secrets lie between the gaps of the memories she chooses to omit, though with the 66th Hunger Games drawing nearer her efforts will see to be all but in vain. For while the life of a butcher is one she claims, it soon won't be only animals she has to slaughter. ------------------------------------------ Hunger Games, the concept and its characters, belong to Suzanne Collins. May include spoilers from SOTR

The music died when the silence became too loud. Hera Leviste is a world-renowned piano prodigy, but after the devastating death of her grandmother, her genius fractures into a paralyzing mental block. Unable to touch the keys without the weight of her grief, she retreats into a bitter hiatus-until she meets Luna, a soulful poet who teaches her how to breathe through the silence. But just as Hera finds her rhythm again, Luna vanishes behind a web of lies and a "white-walled" void. To protect Hera's resurrection, Luna sacrifices her own place in Hera's life to hide a terminal secret. Now, the musician must shatter the lies of the past to save the woman who brought her back to life, proving that the most beautiful symphony is the one they write together.

not the most perfect art piece of writing but i can guaranteed that every thoughts and feelings are being poured out.

This is my first collection of poems, just a small journey through laugher, tears, and vanishing figures. The pages hold scenes of connection and then - disappearance. I hope you will be left with something more than just a poem that you have read and then forgotten in a matter of seconds. I hope you will be left with something out of reach, like a ghost in a summer rain. Thank you and enjoy.

A self acclaimed Poet's sense of the world and plenty of non-poetic poems. 'Surely our words string together meaningfully is enough to be called a writer, unless there are certain rules, so therefore I shall ask what makes a Poet, for I'd love to be one.'

poetry collection 2 sequel When the pen dreams

The storm said to the wall, "I rage to give you purpose." And then the storm said to me, "I rage to give you life."

I hide behind these words and smile behind these tears. This is two truths and a lie. Inspired by my lonely thoughts after dark, each piece is delicate and mixed with fear and fascination. This is my truth. (The cover and pictures do not belong to me, it was taken from Pinterest.) © All Rights Reserved.

An anthology of poems that I wrote from 2022-2026

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❝ you can't mess up what is 𝗺𝗲𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲. ❞ when her star meets the other endpoint, she traces the hidden line of its segment. it was his star that remains from the distance, yet was meant to realign with hers - sooner. but, at what cost? ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ [ ! ] - heavy angst ahead : you have been 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗲𝗱. y. jungwon : slice of life novel ongoing | @chrstnx_x 2021 [resumed in 2026] 1 in #enhypenjungwon 1 in #penandpaper 1 in #2023 10 in #poet 14 in #kpopff

Late bloomer : someone who becomes successful, attractive, etc., at a later time in life than other people.

Regardless of size, putting your life on hold until you reach that perfect weight, does no one any good. This will be my collection of poems reflecting on societies obsession with weight and size and the effect this has on us and how we can change this. We shouldn't be allowing it to determine whether we should be happy, successful or loved. Enough is enough. Start living. You deserve it all now. I give thanks to anyone who reads this collection, it's appreciated with all my heart and if you also happen to hit the little vote button, you have my eternal gratitude ❤️.

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Planning for the massive posse cut (collaboration of 4 or more rappers) I'm working on

Grab you a glass of cranberry juice. It is the summer time and Summer Poetry is here to take you away from your everyday stresses. Bask in another world of calming poetry that is sure to spark your imagination and let your thoughts drift freely. This is Summer Poetry.

I created this collection of poetry to eventually publish them, if I could in the future. These poems are created by me. There are about different topics that people can relate to. "She was never the problem child. They assumed she would do great in life." - The Middle Child Do not steal them or feed them into AI.