Unsaid wasn’t just poetry—it was healing, raw rage, and the quiet comfort of being seen.
Growing up expressive in multitude of ways from dancing to music to writing, poetry my way of expressing everything I felt. I grew up reading my mom's school's poetry book and poems I found on Pinterest. One of my favourites is "She walks in beauty" by Lord Byron and I will always yearn to be someone's muse that way. But till then, I gather muse from my daily life. Be it my friend's heartbreak, or a stranger's silence, or my own chaos.

It is almost surreal to think how this one doc file which has been sitting on my desktop for 4 years now is now finally in a book form. It is crazy to think how much efforts have been poured into the making of Unsaid and the tears shed behind each emotion I personally felt. These words are not just poetry that is written by me; they are my raw emotions snatched right out of my gut and heart and printed onto paper.

I am an author. I am an author. So crazy to even think about. My words have weight and they are on paper in a book that I wrote. Hope you all give it a read and enjoy the rollercoaster through the emotions!

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