Writing · poetry, stories, essays
A broken rhyme, continued.
I've been writing since 2018 — letters I never sent, stories about strangers on trains, and far too many things at 4 AM. New pieces live here. The old ones are still on Blogger, exactly as I left them.
New writing
From the archive · 61 pieces
The Blogger years.
2019
2018
- Rant
- A Dead Rose
- Mental conflicts
- 4 AM
- A Fantasy
- A Sudden Realization
- A Broken Rhyme
- Free Hugs
- What have I become?
- Happy Teachers' Day
- Corners of the world
- Maisah
- An empty greet
- Two strangers
- Dear Rain
- Strangers
- An insane thought
- A seven-year-old boy
- The other side
- A Lost Love
- A Happy Birthday
- Unspoken feelings
- Are you okay?-3
- Homesickness?
- A soul sister
- A New me?
- Dear guys
- Myriad thoughts
- Are you okay? - 2
- Isn't it strange?
- For The Last Time
- Are you okay?
- Making Differences
- A missed moment
- Abandoned Home
- Ranting of A Writer
- Are you interested? - 3
- Are you interested? - 2
- Are You interested?
- LOVE YOU MAA
- Unsure?
- A long distance Love
- A letter to my bestfriend
- Pleasures of Waiting
- A lost version
- Few answers left unsaid
- A night with you
Also on Instagram
Shorter things, more often.
- @his_oblivion
some nights the moon is just a streetlight that learned to wait
- @his_oblivion
we were a bunch of almosts and we had almost made it
- @his_oblivion
home is the smell of rain on a tin roof in a town I left
- @his_oblivion
4 AM, again. the ceiling fan knows all my secrets
- @his_oblivion
you laughed at the joke no one else got — that was the whole story
- @his_oblivion
dear stranger on the train, I still wonder where you got off
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