Unsaid Stories

" ඔයා මං වෙනුවෙන් බලන් හිටියද ? " " නෑ, මං ඔයා දිහා බලන් හිටියා " " මොකද්ද වෙනස ? " " ඔයා වෙනුවෙන් බලන් ඉන්නවා කියන්නේ දවසක අයිති කරගන්න බලාපොරොත්තු තියාගෙන බලන් ඉන්න එකට, හැබැයි මං ඔයා දිහා බලන් හිටියේ කවදාවත්ම අයිතිකරගන්න බලාගෙන නෙමේ... " - ඔයා මගෙ බලාපොරොත්තු නැති බලාහිඳීම ශෙවී !!! - 🌊🥀 " තාම ඔබ ගැන ලියනවා, නොකියවන බව දන්නවා "

a poetry mini-collection of romance, pining, and fond feelings [This poetry collection is currently being reworked.]

My poetry collection

A collection of Letters

Eleven years married. Two children. One house she has never fully felt was hers. Then, in the middle of an ordinary fight, four careless words: "This house is mine. You can leave." She said nothing back. She never does - not in the moment. This is her diary, written after midnight when no one's watching: the labour nobody counts, the woman she slowly stopped being, and the one question she keeps circling back to under every ordinary day of this marriage - Is this really a home? Or just a house she's been allowed to stay in, for now?

A collection of Poems

There are some words we never get the chance to say. Some stay in our hearts for days, months, or even years, quietly waiting to be heard. This book is made up of those words. These letters aren't written to tell a perfect love story. They're about the moments that changed us the love that made us feel alive, the heartbreak that taught us how to let go, and the quiet hope that helped us keep going. Whether these pages remind you of someone you once loved, someone you still miss, or even yourself, I hope you find a small piece of comfort here. There are about two people in this book; Charles Emmerson and Juliet Bella rose Preston.

The unsaid words and feelings.

"Unsaid Words" is about the words we never say and just let exist, never letting it out. For example, most siblings don't even say 'I love you'. :P

remember when you used to let people walk all over you? well this is your sign to not let them anymore.

"She built empires. He built walls. But in the silence between them, something softer began." Jhanvi Oberoi built her life with sharp ambition and harder choices. As the youngest CEO in the city, she doesn't have time for love-or the mess it brings. When a business deal demands a marriage, she agrees. Practical. Distant. Temporary. Yash Singhania-quiet, steady, unreadable. He says yes with no conditions. No demands. Just quiet loyalty and the kind of patience she doesn't understand. She's a powerful CEO. He's quiet, unreadable, and unexpectedly kind. Their marriage is just a deal-no love, no expectations. But what begins as convenience slowly turns into something else... Because while she's forgotten the boy he used to be- he's never stopped loving the girl who left without a goodbye.

Out of this world...welcome to Seishin world...where the soul hunting begins...Well not really...Scary? Definitely NO! Meet Omoikane (the nonchalant-smug), Ryujin (the revenge-freak), and the rest of the family and extras! (Boyxboy...yaoi uhm if you do not like BL...it's definitely not for you!"

A collection of short poems that I hope will have your attention.

Mga himig sa iyong puso na hindi mo maisalita.

Every single thing in this story is 100% real. No made-up scenes. No fictional tropes. Just my absolute reality. I am an extreme introvert, and absolutely nobody in my life knows that this crush ever existed. I never even found out his real name. But throughout my entire school life, Class 11 was the absolute best year for me-and he was the sole reason why. From the daily room swaps during Sociology to a heart-stopping interaction at the farewell dance, The Corridor Between Us chronicles a silent, intense bond shared between a junior in a white Anarkali and a senior in a wine-red suit. It's a story for anyone who has ever loved someone deeply, madly, and completely from afar.

( p o e t r y ) She adores her idols.Instead of shouting, she write her true feelings.She knows that they will never gonna notice her. She's just a fangirl, who dream to notice and meet her idols.

It's two people standing in the exact same storm, feeling the exact same heavy silence, but choosing to stay behind their own glass walls. It's the art of caring so quietly that it almost feels like a secret-bittersweet, agonizingly close, yet frozen in place. I'm not sure about that you will definitely like or not but this a story which I wanted in real life but didn't got!!

Some words remained trapped in silence, waiting for a place to be heard.

Grave of Unsaid Words is a collection of incomplete poems born from the silences I once carried. The conversations that never happened, the confessions that never crossed my lips, and the feelings buried. This collection is an invitation to walk among those memories, to revisit what was cherished, mourn what was lost, and find beauty in the things that remained unfinished.

Some stories are written with ink. This one wasn't. It fell out of me... sometimes as a sigh that stayed longer than my breath, sometimes as a smile with nowhere to go, sometimes as tears that knew her name before I ever dared to speak it. These pages are not poems. They are the places where my heart chose words instead of breaking. Perhaps you'll find someone in them. Perhaps you'll find yourself. Or perhaps... you'll simply leave carrying a feeling you won't know how to name. After all, the deepest emotions have never needed a language. Best Rankings: #10 In Poem on 24-Jul-26