Smile
Do you think your smile is crying on your lips?
Do you think your smile is crying on your lips?
Wanna get scared? Wanna feel suspense? Read this poem.
I was trying to express this feeling I can’t describe and then I kinda went on a tangent and created this speaker who I don’t relate to but sympathise
She’s a queen until she wakes up.
feeding language till it bites back
Racism (as well as colourism)—an issue many believe is in 'the past'—still affects millions.
I write to feel free. This is my form of freedom.
Just a little "in praise of books"
Do you ever question yourself so many times that it drives you crazy?
You are one in eight billion! Written 01/20/25 (January 20th).
The place where I live is very hot, and I hate summer, but love winter. This year winter was late, and I was in much longing, so I wrote this.
This poem is for the little moments you have in class with the person you like but can’t have anymore because they’re not there anymore
I wonder if...
A student's struggle to grow in life. (In view of an Architecture student, a poem written from my own experiences)
she goes trick-or-treating