Poet Stories

Volume four of 2026. Poetry and Inner turmoil. My way of giving the voices inside my head a chance to speak for themselves. No AI. No AI assisted. Pure human brain pain.

❝𝐇𝐞 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐁𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐞 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐎𝐰𝐧 𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐈𝐭 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐇𝐞𝐫❞ Book One Of Obsession Series 𝐕𝐞𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 × 𝐈𝐫𝐚 𝐕𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬.𝐁𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐚𝐥.𝐔𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞. This is what they call him, Veeransh Thakur, a 30-year-old businessman and a Mafia. He rules with power, where life and death mean nothing and enemies only make him stronger. He rarely shows emotions, and when he does, it's never without meaning. For four years, he has been in love with his best friend's sister silently, dangerously. But, Veeransh has one rule: never get attached. Yet the moment he truly lets himself feel, the line between control and obsession begins to blur. _______________ 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞.𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐦.𝐑𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭. This is Ira Rajvansh, a 22-year-old second-year college student. Soft-hearted and kind, she is good at everything except cooking. She dreams of becoming a dancer and opening her own dance academy one day. She has never been in love, never even had the chance until she meets him. But her world shifts when she realizes the man she feels drawn to is her brother's best friend and the most dangerous man she could ever fall for. Their worlds were never meant to collide one built on power, danger, and control, the other on dreams, warmth, and quiet strength. Yet fate pulls them closer. Where he sees a weakness he cannot afford, she sees a man no one else tries to understand. And somewhere between fear and desire, they become each other's greatest weakness and the only place that feels like home.

•°•~☆~•°•𝕿𝖔 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖒𝖆𝖓 𝖜𝖍𝖔 𝖗𝖊𝖋𝖚𝖘𝖊𝖉 𝖙𝖔 𝖑𝖊𝖙 𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝖌𝖔, 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖙𝖔 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖌𝖎𝖗𝖑 𝖜𝖍𝖔 𝖑𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖊𝖉 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖉𝖊𝖛𝖔𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓 𝖈𝖆𝖓 𝖇𝖊 𝖈𝖗𝖚𝖊𝖑•°•~☆~•°• ●~~𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒌 1 𝒊𝒏 𝑪𝒓𝒐𝒘𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝑹𝒖𝒊𝒏 𝑺𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔~~● "You can't keep me forever." ~Her "Watch me." ~Him

කියාගන්න බැරි සිතෙහි සිර වූ හැඟීම් ගොන්නක් වචන කිරීමට..... එක් වන්න " නිසඳැස් " සමඟ 🫀💔

What happens when the world goes quiet, but your mind doesn't? 𝐍𝐎𝐂𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐄 isn't a story. It's a series of moments, the kind you don't talk about in daylight. The kind that sit with you when the room is dark, when the clock is too loud, when sleep refuses to be kind. These poems don't ask to be understood. They ask to be felt. From fragile beauty hidden in unexpected places, to silent battles no one sees, to thoughts that linger somewhere between breaking and becoming, this collection moves like the night itself-soft, restless, and a little unforgiving. Some poems will feel like comfort. Some will feel like confrontation. And some will feel like they were written from a place you've been trying to avoid. Read it slowly. Or don't. The night doesn't rush. And neither do the truths waiting inside it.

poetry :))))) ( but I suck mb g)

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."

These are just some random ideas I get once in a while. so basically just food for thought. ;D ps, please vote and comment on chapters you like

A poem of material things that are a part of my life.

A poem about the shore.

A collection of journals written in the quietest hours, during the loudest cries no one ever hears. Bleeding ink flows from her heart, engraving pain with every stroke on the page. Page after page is marked with stained tears, a signature of unbearable sorrow. Every fragment of memory is preserved, never forgotten. For Bloom and Apollo Luvient

"Where feeling too much is safer than feeling nothing at all" ﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉୨♡୧﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉ ࣪⠀⠀𓏵⠀⠀ ׅ　 poems⠀⠀ྀི ♰⠀ 𓈒 ⠀sfw⠀ ﾉ⠀rants ✙ ﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍ est. 2026 - yours truly, millsx_

Every beat, there are random words to discover and share. Let me bleed, not in tears but in my ink through prompt. I'll make it into a masterpiece. Versification 2026

Some stories don't end - they linger, like April rain on quiet days. 𝐀𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚 is a collection of moments that exist in the in-between - where beginnings feel uncertain, endings arrive softly, and emotions refuse to fade completely. Each poem captures fragments of connection, loss, growth, and quiet realization, unfolding like petals that never fully close. This is not a book of perfect endings. It is a book of almosts, echoes, and afterglow - of feelings that stay long after they should have left. Step gently into 𝐀𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚, where every page holds a piece of something once felt, and never entirely forgotten.

My newest anthology of poems, 2022-2026

I turn my grief into verses so it has somewhere to sit quietly.

A collection of stories completed in my senior schooling and University Years.

"𝑺𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒐 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒔𝒆, 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒊𝒏𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒂 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎. 𝑺𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒐 𝒗𝒂𝒔𝒕, 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒍𝒆𝒇𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆."

A compilation of all my poems about Love, Life and my Existence.

A Poetry Collection