POETRY / Humanity at risk
Was it a spectacle—filmed the whole incident? / Why didn’t you withstand? / Why didn’t you try to desist?
22 September 2024, 11:00 AM
CREATIVE NONFICTION / Vinayeki
Oh that angelic call, yet I cannot respond. I cannot open my mouth in fear of the burning pain overpowering my senses.
4 December 2023, 05:00 AM
POETRY / Thoughts of an immigrant
She stands in front of the canvas and stares.
13 October 2023, 18:00 PM
POETRY / Mothers of the earth
Come, if you may, with swords or guns. Remember, I won’t cry and run; I will rise from the depths of the land.
18 February 2023, 07:35 AM
“The Baby”
In the chilly winter night as I walked past the forest, I heard a feeble crying of a baby. I shivered in my warm clothes.
20 May 2022, 18:00 PM
Reflections
Far away from the crowd,
far from the glaring chaos;
out of the blaring car horns,
out of the shrieks of loneliness,
out of all the madness that surrounds;
Out of the city, out of the cacophony
I chose to go and find solace.
21 January 2022, 18:00 PM
Humanity at risk
Was it a spectacle—filmed the whole incident? / Why didn’t you withstand? / Why didn’t you try to desist?
22 September 2024, 11:00 AM
Vinayeki
Oh that angelic call, yet I cannot respond. I cannot open my mouth in fear of the burning pain overpowering my senses.
4 December 2023, 05:00 AM
Thoughts of an immigrant
She stands in front of the canvas and stares.
13 October 2023, 18:00 PM
Mothers of the earth
Come, if you may, with swords or guns. Remember, I won’t cry and run; I will rise from the depths of the land.
18 February 2023, 07:35 AM
Clifton Beach
A strange experience by the sea-shore.
12 October 2022, 15:19 PM
Karma
A poem about the modern way of life
10 August 2022, 02:34 AM
“The Baby”
In the chilly winter night as I walked past the forest, I heard a feeble crying of a baby. I shivered in my warm clothes.
20 May 2022, 18:00 PM
Reflections
Far away from the crowd,
far from the glaring chaos;
out of the blaring car horns,
out of the shrieks of loneliness,
out of all the madness that surrounds;
Out of the city, out of the cacophony
I chose to go and find solace.
21 January 2022, 18:00 PM
Echoes
I roll and roll and roll,
Till I reach my desired goal.
The branches grow forth,
Till my body aches and is sore.
My body turns old.
5 November 2021, 18:00 PM
A Woman of Substance
She lies on the bed, a broken canvas.
Fragments and splinters of an old frame,
Faded colors of painted priceless picture,
Greys and white, crooked dark veins, wrinkled paper skin.
Frames abound on the wall’s fortress,
8 October 2021, 18:00 PM
Let’s walk together, you and I
The world grows dim and dimmer with feeble eyes.
Youth turns into a broken wheelchair;
Let’s walk through the desert together, you and I.
2 April 2021, 18:00 PM