What Burns Remains

A train passes. And for a fleeting moment the thought appears - What if I jumped? Not from despair but from some quiet strange curiosity. What Burns Remains isn't about death. It's about the shadows behind our smiles the thoughts we bury beneath routine. These poems live in the pause - between pain and peace faith and fracture silence and scream. This collection enters the raw unspoken corners of being human - the questions we don't voice aloud. It's not a cry for help. It's a hand on your shoulder that gently says: You're not the only one who wonders.