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Subrat SaurabhAuthor of Kuch Woh PalD Suiam was Born during the winter of 1999 and raised in Jaintia hills, Meghalaya until he completed his junior high school. As a boy in his early childhood, the poet finds it difficult to figure out why he is so-called different from other boys when all he was doing was being himself. He spent most of his time in the school library, reading and writing since 9th grade. The author also loves travelling around places and coffee hopping. D Suiam is a published writer on social welfare, the LGBT+ community and the literature community.Read More...
D Suiam was Born during the winter of 1999 and raised in Jaintia hills, Meghalaya until he completed his junior high school.
As a boy in his early childhood, the poet finds it difficult to figure out why he is so-called different from other boys when all he was doing was being himself. He spent most of his time in the school library, reading and writing since 9th grade. The author also loves travelling around places and coffee hopping.
D Suiam is a published writer on social welfare, the LGBT+ community and the literature community.
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This poetry book is more of a timestamp. A diary dressed in verse. A survival log from the midnight shift, where coffee is currency, silence is sacred, and even sticky notes carry emotional weight.
Divided into two parts, this collection begins with the chaos of working through the night (Part A)—the fatigue, the fleeting joys, and the strange beauty found in repetition. Then it shifts into something quieter and more introspective (Part B), askin
This poetry book is more of a timestamp. A diary dressed in verse. A survival log from the midnight shift, where coffee is currency, silence is sacred, and even sticky notes carry emotional weight.
Divided into two parts, this collection begins with the chaos of working through the night (Part A)—the fatigue, the fleeting joys, and the strange beauty found in repetition. Then it shifts into something quieter and more introspective (Part B), asking deeper questions about identity, memory, and meaning.
Written during stolen moments between deadlines and daydreams, these poems don’t pretend to be grand revelations. They’re real, raw, and sometimes painfully ordinary—which is exactly what makes them matter.
This is poetry for anyone who’s ever felt lost in routine, stuck between versions of themselves, or caught wondering if there’s more to life than ticking clocks and unread messages.
It’s not polished perfection—it’s lived experience, folded into lines.
This collection delves into the intricate tapestry of life's experiences, exploring themes of identity, love, rejection, and hope. Through poignant verses and heartfelt reflections, it navigates the complexities of growing up, facing challenges, and finding resilience. Each poem offers a glimpse into the author's journey, weaving together emotions and insights that resonate with readers on a profound level. From the beauty of nature to the struggles of self-di
This collection delves into the intricate tapestry of life's experiences, exploring themes of identity, love, rejection, and hope. Through poignant verses and heartfelt reflections, it navigates the complexities of growing up, facing challenges, and finding resilience. Each poem offers a glimpse into the author's journey, weaving together emotions and insights that resonate with readers on a profound level. From the beauty of nature to the struggles of self-discovery, "The Life That No One Taught Me" invites readers to embrace life's highs and lows, finding strength and solace in every word.
It was 6 am, and I was supposed to be on the way to the station by now, but here I am still, scrambling with my things in the hotel and that’s the reason I avoid morning journeys because I know it was almost impossible for me to pull it off. Anxiously I moved to the front office to check Read More...
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