Belle Ame

By Lavanya Agarwal

Belle âme which literally means beautiful soul is an anthology which revolves around the themes of love and heartbreak. Well, this is what life is. You are going to experience things that will inspire you, and things that you will never quite come to terms with. You are going to love people that you will sometimes lose, but you will also find those who stay. Sometimes you will have to give yourself your own closure. Sometimes you will have to let go. Sometimes you will have to find comfort in being alone, in being lost. Yes, this is your life, it can be unpredictable but you are going to survive it because you're a warrior.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Spectrum of Thought
• Release date: Apr 27, 2024
• ISBN: 9798224261765

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ACKNOWLEDGEMENT

First and foremost, we would like to thank the Almighty for the reason we are here today. We also thank every soul who helped us bring this book to fruition. We wholeheartedly thank the Heads of our team, Pritam Singh, for their invaluable support in completing this mammoth project in record time!

We thank the Spectrum of Thoughts and Fanatixx Publication teams for providing our budding writers, including myself, with this creative platform. We thank all the co-authors for their patience and faith in us, for co-operating, supporting, and encouraging us at every step during the making of this Anthology.

We would like to give our wholehearted thanks to the Designer, Sagar Samal for creating such an attractive cover page. We also thank the books' Interior Designers, Neharika Bhatia and Mayuri Valanju for lending their aesthetic expertise to the pages of the book.

MUKESH NARAYANA (HEAD COMPILER)

Mukesh Narayana, a 21-year-old from Visakhapatnam, is pursuing his B-Tech while indulging in his passions for literature and cinema. As a compiler, he's crafted captivating anthologies like REDAMANCY and Lovey-dovey. With six anthologies under his belt as a compiler and ten as head compiler, Mukesh champions individuality, urging others to follow their instincts and avoid judgment.

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LAVANYA AGARWAL (COMPILER)

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Lavanya, the compiler of the anthology is from a small town named Mussoorie. She has done her schooling from C.J.M Waverley and The Aryan School, Dehradun. She believes that just like the moon, we all must go through phases of emptiness to feel full again. She loves to play ukulele and enjoys the little things in life.

INSTA ID: @lavanya.03_

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BOYS CAN BE BEAUTIFUL TOO

Boys can be beautiful too

In the way they hide bitter truths

And refuse to give up

When life isn’t smooth

Boys can be beautiful too

When they surprise someone out of the blue

And refuse to leave if it’s too soon

Boys can be beautiful too

With messy hair and a loose t-shirt

Spending time alone on the roof

Boys can be beautiful too

When they cry their eyes out

Because of some bruise

Boys can be beautiful too

When they’re scared to hear the news

Of their loved one leaving them for some other fool

Boys can be beautiful too

In the way they express everything and at the same time they do not

Because they think from their heart

Yes, it’s their art

(Little hard to understand)

HOMECOMING

Tear in my eye and a soft smile

As I head out of the airport

I see my car waiting outside

I immediately want to go home

It was freezing cold

But I opened the window to feel the breeze against my skin

I wondered if I feel different

Or is it the same?

I calculate how long it’s been

Three months and five days of separation

And tears are already streaming down my face

No matter how much I hide

I know I cannot lie

To myself

When I say I don’t miss home

I wonder how everybody’s reaction would be

This immediately puts a smile on my face

I reach home and I immediately love myself

Every tear drop is worth falling

As I see my mom

Walking down the stairs

And the days pass

Now when it’s time to go back to college

I know it’s gonna be hard

But I have to go so that with time I learn and grow

Life is boring without difficulties

Know?

DECEMBER

I still remember the look on your face

You said it was over

I ran towards the bottom of the hill

My heart turned colder

A fraction of seconds

Had turned me into a devil

I had so many questions

But I ran as fast as I could

To avoid everybody’s presence

It seemed like an endless road

With my footprints left behind in the snow

I couldn’t feel my legs

They had become fully wet

I stood there alone and thought to myself

This is what happens in life

There is no point in dwelling

About the past that’s gone

At that moment I saw a beautiful sparrow

That had been shivering from the cold

The temperature was below zero

It looked beautiful covered with snow

The sky was bright blue

I sat under a spruce tree

And thought about the times when I was young

When I did not care about being hated or loved

It was a whole different world

With no truth to be unfurled

Well times had changed

I no longer felt the same

I held onto my memories

And decided to walk ahead

I no longer believed in fairies

My favourite color was no longer red

After walking for the next two miles

I started to feel eighteen again

I knew how hard it was to say goodbye

I knew how to detect lies

I followed the lights along the path

It seemed like paradise

That moment I pictured my life in a flash

And remembered the pictures that I had burnt of him

But the ashes were still alive

TWISTED LOVE

He is absolutely an old school

The one who would be happy to see you rule

In the kingdom where everyone seems cruel

He will be there to support you

He told me he likes white roses

I am ready to steal all of them and give it to him

But I’m scared to act up too soon

We just started talking

What if he leaves me and goes?

I’ve decided I’ll wait for him

Love is a strange thing

It reaches till the brim

At the first instant

And goes down the next second

But we try, don’t we?

Every lock has a different key

He seems the kind of a person who would kiss you goodnight

And walk out of the room

Closing the lights

He believes that everyone deserves to be happy

And gladly accepts the reality

Does he know that in this artificial world?

He reminds me of twisted love?

Where Alex hurts Ava

But they end up together

He doesn’t know anything

And he doesn’t need to

YOUR HEAD

I wanted only that person

But he locked me inside his imaginary prison

It seemed so dark there, dead memories and no one to love for any reason

A small light of hope I saw

Through the bars of my prison

But it was just a tree

Half dried and waiting to be risen

A million thoughts were kept there hidden

From the rest of the world

I wonder why he never said a word but listened

He locked me in his own imagination without a blink

I kept telling myself maybe he’s hurt

And does not think

In the end there was no hope left

I sat in the