Description

Each night, the words knocked on my door, asking to be let in—unplanned, uninvited, yet now they are my words of life. I simply jotted down those words in my diary, and somehow they began to take the shape of poems.

The book starts from the very point of tracing the untraced aspects of my journey. Through themes of identity, family, grief, hope, and healing, this collection invites you into moments both personal and universal.

Whenever I open my diary, I don’t just find poems—I find myself, waiting to be read. And when you open this book, maybe you’ll find a piece of yourself waiting too—waiting to be read, waiting to be heard, waiting to be understood.