Started an Instagram poetry account and 4 YEAR ANNIVERSARY OF LOVE13READING

Hey guys,

A few days back I woke up with an alert from Jetpack reminding me it’s been over 4 years since I started this blog.  I remember being a 13 year old girl who used to write as a way to spend her free time and always thought her writing was not good enough for people to read. The thing was I was happy when I wrote and it was an escape from the choas of my mind so I kept doing it..that was when my mom suggested me to make a blog to store my writing in one place. When I started this page I had no clue one day it will grow to become a community of 1k people who followed me and read my writings. The kind words of my readers keeps motivating me and encouraging me to keep writing and post my writings here for people to read it. I am so thankful for everyone who supported me in this journey. I am grateful everyday to my lovely readers and my family for supporting me in my writing journey. Every follow, every comment, every like matters a lot to me ❤️🥹

And I am glad to announce that I have started an Instagram poetry page to share my writings on. From now on you can find my writings here as well as on my Instagram page. I just started it today. Even a tiny support will help me a lot on my writing journey

Here is a link to my Instagram:

https://www.instagram.com/jahnavi_writes13?igsh=OHB0djg4dThiYW5x

The username is: jahnavi_writes13

Thanks to everyone who kept on reading until here…

See you all another day with another post…until then bye ❤️

-Jan @jahnavigouri

If rocks could fly, will they sing?: A poem

I was a rock my whole damn life
Waiting for a moment when I could fly
I wonder who will hear if you sing up in the sky?
If only I could grow wings and see it- oh my

Future and past were my best friends
I used them to forget where I am
Every day was lived waiting for it’s end
I was searching for a place that was warm

People always had something I didn’t
I always asked, “Why can’t it be me?”
I was always at places I shouldn’t
People took everything they could see

Piece by piece, I was bled dry
Until they could take no more
Until the last drop, I didn’t cry
As I thought this is how you belong

At the end, I was in a room all alone
Wondering what is wrong with me?
Why am I always the unknown?
When all I wanted my entire life was to be seen

I searched for love in abandoned places
Because love was never mine to keep
I tried to fix all my broken pieces
To become something someone will seek

All my poems end in lessons
But the lessons died just as poetry
They were all just confessions
That were never spoken aloud but stayed as a memory

-Jan @jahnavigouri

©2025, written by @jahnavigouri

The last goodbye: A poem

All alone in the dark, I headed out to the east 
One hand on the shovel and one hand swaying free
I kneeled down right there, beside our old tree
To bury what was left of him and me

I dug out a hole, filled it with our memories
His bones made the door that will stay closed for centuries
He lay there lifeless, the one who changed my theories
The only one it took to make the whole world my enemy

I sat there crying as his goodbye turned me numb
His promise of forever made a rain of regrets come
I screamed to the sky, “Why be kind just to some? 
Why take my home away when I had no place to run?” 

For a moment, I felt like an ocean was drowning me
The sadness brimmed, and my heart broke in three
I took out the pieces and buried them next to his grave
The girl who once loved him stayed with him there

The sky, as if listening, sent down the rain
When I stood there alone, it washed away the pain
I realized from this love story, a lesson I gained
For better or for worse, a future remained

I bid bye to our graveyard and started the hike home
In my mind, it seemed like all the misery was gone
With my old self and him buried by the tree
A bittersweet story was hidden in the deep

-Jan @jahnavigouri

Part-2 Story Of Him

The whole town was lit by his rich father in his name. Invites were sent to every rich home in Lincent, all rich men themself came to their home and honoured Kayden with well wishes and expensive gifts. It was a day when all the people of Lincent looked upon Kayden, some with jealousy and others with true happiness. The poor and rich alike were amazed by the grand celebration that Alexis put up for his son. A feast was set up for the whole neighbourhood. The poor were given food like of that they had never tasted in their entire life. Alexis wanted the poor to talk about his son’s sixth birthday for generations to come.

That night after every single guest had gone home Kayden stood in front of the mirror at his room with Kaaria beside him. His other siblings were all asleep and Alexis was in the garden. The mirror was furnished with diamonds and gold. It must take a fortune for a poor man to buy something like it. Kayden watched the reflection of him and his mother, and giggled a little seeing how similar they looked.

“Aren’t we so alike?” He said and smiled brightly at his mother.

“We are, my Kasov.” His mother answered using the title which all Kasovs demanded as their birthright.

“My Kasov? Isn’t that an honour only meant for father?” He asked her.

“I won’t mind my eldest son having a little honour.” She told him as she lightly leaned forward and kissed his forehead. “I still can’t believe my little boy is already six.”

“I am only six. I would still have to wait many years before I run for president.” The moment Kayden said this his cheeks reddened out of embarrassment.

Kaaria smiled knowingly. “When did it bloom in your head that you wanted to run for president?”

Kayden looked down shyly. “Last time I saw president Joahson,  I decided…” He paused and stole a look at Kaaria to make sure she wasn’t laughing at this. “I decided that the president is what I wanted to be when I am old enough.”

Kaaria touched his hair affectionately. “I would be happy if you become one.” She whispered to him before they both stood up and went downstairs as it was already past Kayden’s bedtime.

That night as Kayden slept he missed the loud sirens and danger bells ringing from his own neighbourhood’s bell tower. There were loud voices shouting at his own living room. All were Signimet’s men and their voices couldn’t disguise the evil that they bore in their hearts. Kaaria’s voice was small, whispering to them to be quiet so as not to let the children know. Alexis just stood there watching them silently as he knew in his mind what was going to happen to them if the Signimet’s people came again.

To be continued….

-Jan @jahnavigouri

Addiction: A poem

My addictions grab me by the throat
I struggle and tremble then I choke
I try to escape but gets interwined more
Everything leave me and sadness pour

I asked myself,’where is she?’
My tainted soul is no more me
I am trapped in the depth of a gigantic sea
Trying to escape but never free

My time is eaten up and is never mine
I try to smile but is never fine
Everyone enjoying life like aged wine
While I cry in the darkness alone at night

I feel like I am swimming endlessly
Trying to find my way through this sea
But my addictions pull me down into the deep
I keep trying and but can’t be free

-Jan @jahnavigouri

Young but not blind: A poem

How I wish I would be anywhere but here
Wrapped in black and a hell so dear
This secret becoming too much to bear
As I beg for some help and find noone near

I try my best and a letter in which I told
All those secrets my little heart bore
They send me words back, everything cold
I am trapped in a void but all alone

Justice is given for the ones never true
And injustice served really good to you
I have known this since young, it ain’t new
The youth is fed on a corrupted view

How I wish I was the one to bring a change
And for the young bearing a new image
I really want to burn this history page
All they give us is pain, pain, pain

-Jan @jahnavigouri

Lost in the way: A poem

I could see the moon, stars and the sky
I kept staring and felt frozen in time
People I left, without goodbyes
Now I stand alone watching the night

It seems like I could never find solace
And I doubt if I would ever be alive
This night everything felt alright
And in the midst of it, I stood and cried

Never was I ever the one that was gold
Rather the one sorted out and thrown
Right now watching the sky I felt old
And thought about the place I was born

I remember myself forlorn and young
And a time when I just turned ten
I had friends and happiness all so true
And I knew the path very well

Time has changed myself in every way
That old little girl, had now flown away
I became a new girl, I have to say
Who wants to find her own way

-Jan @jahnavigouri

Goodbye: A poem

It felt more like, I was standing in the sky
When you told me we are saying goodbye
I knew that you will find out all my lies
When to your home you go, all away from sight

Then the day came and for me it was the worst
There was a lack of something and a hurt
I feel like I am the one who pulled you to the dirt
And then it was like you disappeared in a burst

I trusted people I should have left to rust
Then I took your hand and threw you to dust
We both knew this was but for the best
And you turned a statue that was ever in rest

When I was younger, I watched the flowers die
Then I wondered why to noone they said goodbye
We became those flowers as passed the time
In the end we are just memories and a tale they pass by

-Jan @jahnavigouri

We never knew back then: A poem

I remember days when we were younger
We thought the world was so unkind
You used to tell me it would be better
When we grow up and then we will find

We then thought what they were living
Is a life that was made up so fine
But now we look back and ponder
Then miss those young days of our life

I remember those sweet candies
That we would sneak on our way to school
Now I could only look back sadly
On how we left each other with no news

The goodbyes said on one bad Friday
Turned out as one for forever soon
We were just five stupid kids back then
Thinking forever could really be true

-Jan @jahnavigouri

Deceived : A poem

The night speaks of the coldness
The day has gifted me in its hands
The loneliness drips from my window
I open eyes to see where they would land

This day I was shredded to pieces
By hands that I once called my kin
Before I never minded the teases
But from you, they feel like my sin

Friend, you were in my darkness
The hand holding the light
My heart was taken by your kindness
I was blinded from the ugly side

The mask fell of the minute
He told everybody what were your crimes
I was then the one to ensure
That he was the one, you are the kind

They believed me as they did you
Alas, then I never knew your ways
But I now I know for sure, this
For saving you I was the one to blame

Now I could feel the aftermath
Coming to hit me standing in shame
The words you uttered were nonsense
But they believed just as I did back in the days

I could now only stand and wait
For time to slowly start replaying your game
Then I won’t be the one to run
And you the one feeling that same pain

-Jan @jahnavigouri