Aarish

Joined September 2025

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Rotten Core Behind the Shine”
We smile at mirrors, polished, gleaming bright, A perfect fruit in golden light. But turn the lens, the shadow shows, Rot inside where no one knows.
By Aarish10 days ago in Poets
When London Held Its Breath
London woke to a silence it hadn’t known in years. Snow had fallen overnight, thick and slow, as if the city itself had held its breath. The streets were muffled, the usual grime softened into white. The Thames moved quietly, reflecting the sky like a sheet of smoke, and the neon signs of Soho glowed dimly, blurred through falling flakes.
By Aarish12 days ago in Fiction
When Brooklyn Beckham Finally Spoke
For most of his life, Brooklyn Beckham has existed in a strange space. Famous, yet voiceless. Privileged, yet constantly questioned.
By Aarish12 days ago in Families
The Chagos Islands: When a Military Base Was Valued More Than a People
The world talks endlessly about human rights, sovereignty, and the end of colonialism. Yet in the middle of the Indian Ocean lies a living contradiction.
By Aarish13 days ago in Humans
The Train Was on Time. Spain Was Not Ready.
At 7:45 p.m. in southern Spain, a high-speed train followed its schedule like it always had. It cut through the countryside with practiced precision, carrying commuters, families, students, and strangers who trusted that steel tracks and modern systems knew what they were doing. Some were returning home. Some were leaving. Some were just passing through Córdoba province on an ordinary evening that gave no warning it would be remembered.
By Aarish13 days ago in Humans
When Space Medicine Reaches Its Limit: Inside NASA’s First Medical Evacuation From Orbit
For years, the International Space Station has been sold to the public as a place of quiet precision. Astronauts float, experiments run, Earth spins below, and everything appears controlled. Almost serene.
By Aarish15 days ago in Futurism
Becoming Who You Needed
For the days when you forget how far you’ve already come. Sometimes growth doesn’t look like a sunrise. It looks like sitting quietly with your old self,
By Aarishabout a month ago in Poets
Halfway Home
I start walking— no, drifting—toward the light pooling at the end of the street. _________** I (was going to call it gold, but that’s wrong)
By Aarish2 months ago in Poets
Where the Wild Things Wait
I went into the forest with nothing but hunger. The kind that hums beneath your ribs and tells you something’s missing— though it never says what.
By Aarish3 months ago in Poets
Where the Silence Lands
You sit where the silence lands, between the flight of birds and the breath of water. The sky holds its color like a secret too shy to speak,
By Aarish3 months ago in Poets
Homecoming
The door unlocks twice. I live here alone tonight. Keys jingle softly. For Vocal’s “Haunted Echoes” challenge. Fear doesn’t always scream. Sometimes it just turns the key.
By Aarish3 months ago in Poets
8 Bold Truths About Instantly Likeable People
Some people just have that energy. You meet them for the first time, and you’re drawn in. They don’t try too hard. They don’t dominate the room. But somehow, people gravitate toward them — and walk away remembering how they made them feel.
By Aarish3 months ago in Motivation