I wrote my poetry ebook, The Shape of Survival, over the better part of last year. It wasn’t something I sat down and wrote day after day, rushing to finish a book. No. I wrote these poems on different days, when life was happening to me.I never posted them anywhere. So I finally decided to… Continue reading My Book is on Selar!
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My Christmas Poem
I didn’t want to post this on Christmas Day and sound like I lacked the Christmas cheer. So this Christmas poem came a little late. It’s for those who were going through something. You all know I am big on healing through poetry, and while many of us were celebrating and carrying joy in our… Continue reading My Christmas Poem
The Shape of Survival
I didn’t plan to write this book. These are scattered lines and words I wrote as the came to my head. They are prayers I whispered sometimes, and sometimes moments I remembered that made me smile. Some days I just wrote because I wanted to breathe or let go of some pain I felt. These… Continue reading The Shape of Survival
Writing Poetry as a Form of Self-Therapy
Some feelings are too heavy to carry in silence, too tangled to explain in conversation. But on paper, they find their way—one word at a time. Poetry as self-therapy is not about perfection; it’s about release. It’s about sitting with emotions that feel too big, too raw, too overwhelming, and giving them a place to… Continue reading Writing Poetry as a Form of Self-Therapy
The Power of Prose Poetry in Mental Health and Healing
There’s something about words that spill without barriers, thoughts that flow unfiltered, emotions that don’t need to fit into perfect lines. Prose poetry is where poetry meets storytelling, where healing happens between sentences that don’t rush to rhyme but instead take their time to feel. If you’ve ever felt overwhelmed, lost, or burdened by the… Continue reading The Power of Prose Poetry in Mental Health and Healing
Here’s to More Poetry
Poetry has been my biggest escape for as long as I can remember. Writing isn’t just something I do—it’s who I am. When I use the hashtag healing through poetry, I truly mean it. Without poetry, I’d probably be running around in chaos, trying to make sense of everything.Every time I share my words—whether here… Continue reading Here’s to More Poetry
I Want to Know
It means little to me to know where you come from, who you know, or how much money you have. Would you still get up after a night of tears, or a day that passed when you are weary and adrift? It means little to me to know your age, where you work, or how… Continue reading I Want to Know
Let Me Know
Let me know Where to put this heart I don’t want it For I gave it to you Now you say It’s time to give it back I don’t have anything For I have to sew it Ripped by the hands put together This is my pain, I know I let you go, you didn’t
True
He stares,She smiles.He smiles,She taps him gently,Then she looks away.“I don’t know why I’m here” she says“I didn’t ask you”Finally!He’s real.And she’s in love.
Typing
Typing… Two minutes later, Typing… Five minutes later, Typing… “Hi,” She’s hurting She wants to tell him She’s feeling empty She wants to tell him She’s lonely She wants to tell him Then she remembers He doesn’t care It’s not a priority He doesn’t like communication You’re weak when you cry You’re nagging when you… Continue reading Typing
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