Ekansha writes poetry that feels like a quiet conversation with the past, an attempt to make sense of what lingers long after it’s gone. Her work revolves around memory, longing, and the spaces between words left unsaid—turning moments into museums, love into anatomy, and loss into something almost tangible. She doesn’t just write to be heard; she writes to remember, to trace back the outlines of things she once held close. Inspired by the weight of nostalgia and the intricacies of human connection, her poems are a collection of echoes—fragmented yet whole, soft yet sharp, personal yet familiar to anyone who has ever held on too tightly or let go too late.