Unsaid Stories

This isn't me ..

Poems of Flowers.

"Even a king must kneel when a flower chooses to bloom." Set after the opening events of The Shadow Kingdom, this intimate bridge volume follows Crown Prince Aryavarnan during his years in Lanka, long before his storm of return to Indrathara. The tale unfolds under the golden sun and monsoon rains of the southern isle - where the ocean hums with secrets, and destiny sprouts from the soil of the ordinary. Amidst diplomatic missions and quiet exile, Aryavarnan finds himself drawn to the palace gardens - the one place where politics cannot follow him. It is there he meets Nandini, the gentle gardener with hands calloused by earth yet eyes as unyielding as fire. Her laughter unsettles him, her silence disciplines him, and her truth teaches him more about rule and rebellion than any council ever could. What begins as fascination becomes devotion - a love that challenges the order of blood, crown, and caste. Over two years and ten months, Aryavarnan defies every restraint laid upon a royal heir. He hides his growing affection under the guise of duty, fights court whispers, and resists orders from Indrathara demanding his return. Nandini, unaware of the scale of his sacrifice, becomes his solace and storm alike - the flower that makes the king question his crown. But fate never waits kindly. The serenity of Lanka is shattered one dusk when Aryavarnan receives news that Prince Raghunath - his youngest brother - has vanished under mysterious circumstances near the northern frontier. Without a word to the Lankan council or even to Nandini's family, Aryavarnan mounts his horse before dawn. No escorts. No royal banners. He rides through storm and sea, his cloak heavy with rain and grief - a raging tempest returning home. And so ends King and the Flower - with the roar of thunder over Indrathara's coasts, and the first glimpse of a man who will soon defy an empire for love, loyalty, and bloodline alike.

Echoes is a collection of fragments - dialogues, poems, conversations - each one capturing the intensity of what often remains unsaid. Love, longing, grief, regret, desire, sorrow: feelings that resist explanation, yet demand to be voiced. These pieces don't tell a single story. They whisper many. A message left unanswered, a memory that lingers, a silence that becomes heavier than words. Every page is a moment suspended between two people - or within one heart - raw, fleeting, and unforgettable. This book is not about resolutions, but about resonance. About the echoes we carry long after the voices are gone.

Words left unsaid.

This is where my heart and mind unite... Book cover is not mine.

One of the favourite lessons reading books has taught me is that you're never alone, not alteast in thoughts and words. There are others who think like you, feel like you and react like you. It's like that sometimes, our unspoken thoughts are the bridges that connect us, even though we might be miles apart. And so, I've written them down in the hope that there are many out there in this world who would be willing to walk these bridges leading to me-the real, raw and unhidden self I am- my heart and mind and soul. And I really want to walk over to your side and feel what you are like. You are the one to decide whether you want to build 'em or not... ----------------- Cover by me! None of the media used in this book belongs to me.

behind her smile

There are thoughts too deep for conversation, emotions too raw for casual confession-whispers that swirl in the mind's endless sea, never quite reaching the shore. This book is my anchor, a way to catch those drifting murmurs before they dissolve into silence. Each poem is a ripple of something unspoken, a quiet echo of what lingers in the spaces between words. Perhaps, as you turn these pages, you'll find pieces of your own unspoken thoughts reflected back at you, waiting to be heard........ Now, dive in and lose yourself in the words that were left unsaid.....

Sealed thoughts of the Phantom Ink transcribed as poetries

Wren's attempt to run away is turned a different direction when she gets injured and is taken in by the security guard of a restaurant. Little does she know that the things that go on in this restaurant are things that have never been spoken of. What will she do when her parents come searching for her? Where will she run? Carell Foyage *Inspired by the video game series created by Scott Cawthon*

This is a collection of tired thoughts and quiet feelings I could no longer carry in silence. This isn't poetry-it's a glimpse into everything I've held back for too long.

Collection of poems. English and Tagalog

A compilation of stories and thoughts that are better left unsaid

"In a serendipitous twist of fate, meeting you became the turning point of my life. From the moment our paths crossed, I knew deep down that you were the one. Despite the unrequited love, I have no regrets. You are my greatest love, my eternal muse. And even though our love may exist in different realms, I will always choose you, hoping that someday Cupid will weave his magic and unite our hearts in a love that transcends time. 💘✨

Everything is as you see it. Nothing is as you see it. tacenda ! The name speaks for itself. Please read comment and share.

Sometimes a whole book can't describe things that just two lines can. So here are my 2 lines poetries that will tell you a lot but just in short.

Our soul is like an ocean full of deep secrets, hidden fears, demons, and angels lurking at the depth of our being. If eyes are the window of the soul, then where would be the door? ------------------- Collection of poems, words left unsaid, words hidden inside, and words I wished to tell.

'bout depression

There are things we leave unsaid. Thoughts we never want to say out loud. But that doesn't mean they don't cross our minds.