Unheard Stories

"𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚗𝚘 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚍, 𝙼𝚒𝚛𝚊 𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚔𝚎 - 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎, 𝚝𝚘 𝙺𝚊𝚗𝚑𝚊, 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚎𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚔𝚎." When no one listened, Mira kept talking. To empty rooms. To a heart that kept breaking. To Kanha - when the world felt too loud and people felt too distant. This is not a love story. This is a story of healing that wasn't linear, of mistakes made while trying to survive, of faith whispered at 2 a.m., and conversations no one ever heard. A year in fragments. A girl learning how to stay. And a silence that changed everything.

Laughter echoes with words, Tears flow down cascading in verses, Warmth of kisses blended in stanzas. Love every way, speaks in the poems. A carcass of words I failed to say. And in respect to every soul I've met in my life. Here are a few of my silent chirping for the birds out there.

They got stuck in my throat. They clung in my tongue's tip. They kept me awake at night. They are unheard, undiscussed. Do you know what they are? They are the unsaid words of untold poetry.

Look close but not too closely... in between lies the secret of life. Once seen you will know that it's not so black and white... don't read too much in between the lines.

A book dedicated to the masked

READ AND FIND OUT DON'T BE SO LAZY AND JUST READ THE DESCRIPTION AND SAY THAT YOU READ IT enjoy 😊

A collection of letters that I will write to people I know, but never include real names or ever actually show them these. I think this is a really cool idea and I wanted to share it with you all. Thank you for reading, in advance.

The continuation of BETTER LEFT UNSAID. The story never ends.... Nor it will Ever.

A collection of poems I have written over the past few years. Enjoy! and please leave feedback, good or bad. Thanx!

Her thoughts, feelings, hopes, dreams etc.. is now open to people to read but unknown about who and where she's from

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

In my family and in the world I feel like I have no voice. When I speak it's not heard or they overtalk talk me. So, therefore I am not heard. But I have a written voice through poetry when I can express myself.

We always end up in this vicious circle of love. Breaking it is a task but a cardinal one. Although, let's take a moment to pour our hearts out and feel this emotion no less than any other.

Give a kid a journal and many secrets are released, In this story are some real life situation and fictional ones. None being exposed as to what's real and what's false. Purely letters being written by many unheard voices to finally be heard even if it is Anonymous. In this you will find situations that either actually happened or is purely written by aggressive thoughts or ones dreams. This is a story for those who haven't been heard but what to or those who need to find this and read that you are not alone but one of many who struggle, this is to help comfort the fact that there are people who have been in similar situations as you or another and are here waiting for you, ready to care for you So let's dive in to the emotional voices of Dear Anonymous.

within these pages, listen to the rustling whispers of words left unsaid, trace the shadows of steps not taken. in stillness, thoughts bloom, taking root in the quiet corners of the mind. This book is for quiet souls, for those who seek to understand the world held within an introverted mind.

Unheard series #1

This a One Shot story made for my friend. I just want to reveal her Unheard Feelings to the one she really love. Each one of us have unheard feelings but, For how long will you keep it UNHEARD?