My name is Marium, and I write from the places people often look away from,
the moments of quiet defiance, the heaviness between breaths,
the emotions that live just beneath the surface of ordinary life.
Writing, for me, is a way of reclaiming space.
Each poem becomes a mirror held up to the world,
sometimes cracked, sometimes soft,but always honest.
I write about women who walk streets they were never meant to claim,
walls that have seen violence but refuse to forget,
mothers who give until they become silence itself.
I write about what lingers after the noise fades.
My words are both confession and resistance —
an attempt to understand what it means to be seen, to give, to endure.
Through imagery, movement, and emotional truth,
I try to capture the tension of existing in spaces that demand stillness.
This collection is my way of saying:
we are here.
We have always been here —
walking, watching, giving, surviving —
and even when the world looks away,
our stories remain.
