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In English, this is a book about heartbreak.

In poetry, it’s a tired heart learning how to breathe again.

Broken Prayers of a Tired Heart is a collection of 108 modern poems about love, loss, distance, regret, and the quiet work of healing. Written by MS+PhD student Satyam Mishra between late-night experiments and early-morning overthinking, these pieces read like messages that were never sent and prayers that were whispered instead of spoken.

This book is for you if:

you still replay old conversations and wonder what you could have done differently
you miss someone who is very much alive
you’re trying to move on without pretending it never mattered
you want gentle words to hold on to when the chest feels heavier than the body

Across nine chapters, the poems follow the arc of a relationship: from the life before her, to the first warmth, to the breaking, to regret and karma, and finally to a softer kind of peace. The language is simple, intimate, and confessional: short lines, slow rhythm, and a voice that speaks directly to the person who left.

Here you’ll find:

hearts that melt and harden again
moonlit nights, quiet rooms, and train rides that still remember a name
the guilt of “I could have loved you better”
the calm that slowly comes after the storm

You can read this book straight through, or open it anywhere and find a line that understands you.

In English, it’s a poetry collection.

In poetry, it’s one tired heart talking to yours 108 times, so you don’t have to feel alone in what you’re carrying.

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