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Tatiana Carpenter built her career on perfection. Billie Eilish built hers on authenticity. When the music industry forces their worlds to collide, sparks fly-and not the good kind. What starts as rivalry soon turns into something deeper, something neither of them knows how to handle. As studio sessions bleed into stolen glances and secret fears, Billie and Tatiana must decide: will they protect their image, or risk it all for something real?

Welcome to "Whispers from the Heart", my collection of poems that explore depths of love, hate and self-imagery. My poems mainly resonates on three themes: love, trust and loyalty. I've found solace in writing, and making poems a reflection of raw experiences. I hope you'll find pieces of yourself in these poems and that they will inspire you to listen to your own heart whispers.

Thank you for taking the time! 🌹❤️

Her heart yearned for freedom , but the man she loved was himself a prison . In a land of ancient traditions, their love was a rebellion! . . "𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠" said he . "The price of love is high but the price of betrayal is even higher ,minaz" she replied. . . 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐭 𝐕𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐩𝐚𝐥 × 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫

~ Kill me already, because your love is no less than a storm In those disrupted winds, all I hold onto is your arm blinded by the dust in my eyes, I can't see, I've gone blind your touch is my only guide and I abide by the spell The way you've cast a spell on my mind I'm no longer mine but yours ~ A collection of poems about love, longing and adoration. {Ranked #1 in Poetry(352K books) 9/6/25}

He gave her a fever beneath the belly of a star. Ranked #1 in Poem [07/01/25 - 07/09/25] Ranked #1 in Free Verse [07/08/25 - 7/09/25]

Every verse is a wound that sings. This collection explores the raw edges of love, grief, identity, and longing with language that bleeds honesty and beauty in equal measure. These are not gentle poems. They are confessions, scars, whispered prayers. A book for anyone who has ever felt too much and said too little.

Laughs echoed through the noisy room With each new story, both fake and loud; Though this chattering swirls, I hold my ground, In our shared jokes, they don't know the bond. -Ysaleyi

for those who feel too much, who love with their whole heart, who watches life implode, all while holding hope that one day, this ache will be worth it. to those who find pieces of themselves in my poems, thank you. your presence here means everything ♡ •A Baroque Collapse collection•