I promise I’ll lend you my ear,
If you will lend me your honesty.
I promise I’ll listen without judgment,
If you will speak without lies.
This is a place of emotions,
A place where it’s okay to feel,
I promise they won’t hurt you,
I promise neither will I.Read More »
We are at the halfway mark of April aka the month where poetry gets all the love and everyone thinks it’s cool I’m a poet instead of feeling sorry for me that I’ll never make any money. Although, as the poet Robert Graves once said, “there’s no money in poetry, but then there’s no poetry in money, either.”
It is unfortunate this year’s National Poetry Month is in the midst of a global pandemic, but also oddly opportune—why don’t we all take a pause from the frightening reality outside our homes and escape briefly into the comforting lines of beautiful poetry?Read More »
The laboratory was quiet save for the soft whirring of a machine and the occasional squeaks of rats in a small cage. Racks of test tubes, flasks, and microscopes covered the workspaces. At one station, a laboratory technician adjusted the settings on an incubator, jotted it down on a clipboard, and passed it to his colleague who was poring over notes and notes of research.Read More »
What do you love?
I love…rainy days, fuzzy socks,
A steaming mug of tea,
The way hope glimmers in one’s heart
And sparks warmth and bravery.Read More »
From Halloween and New York Comic Con preparations to studying for midterms and digging out scarves, October means a lot of things to a lot of people. For me, October is the month of new beginnings—it is to me what January is to most people.
My year starts in October because this is my birthday month. This was the month I was born, the month I started life, and so every year, this is the month I reflect on how I have lived, make my resolutions for a happier, healthier life, and then start again. Read More »
You asked me to write my feelings,
And so I did, although I
Don’t know if you can help me,
But I’d still like you to try.
For years, I’ve walked in the dark
Trying to follow the light within,
But it’s been so long that I don’t know
Where the shadows end and I begin.Read More »
In the dark, I followed the stars,
Twinkling steadily and kindly,
Lighting the path to a place so far,
To a place waiting patiently for me.
Twinkling steadily and kindly,
The stars guide me as I make my way
To a place waiting patiently for me,
I know I am meant to arrive one day.Read More »
If I hang from a chandelier of ice,
Will the cold seep into my bloodstream first,
Like the harbinger of a frozen curse?
Or will the oxygen that escapes
In panicked gasps through faint blue lips,
Be the harbinger of my life’s eclipse?
A single teardrop fell from the sky.
It tumbled through the air.
It fell onto my hand and surprised me,
When it stayed quite still there.
I peeked into the teardrop
And gasped at what I saw,
Beautiful tales of suffering and dreams,
Of life and all its flaws.Read More »
The love is for all those whose hearts
Are tough from being torn apart
By heartbreak’s touch, by betrayal’s agony,
And are too scared to once again start.
The strength is for all those whose nights
Are full of terrors and invisible frights,
Who spend their days enduring silently
To stay alive in an endless fight.
