This poem meditates on nature's quiet intelligence, on physics that seem random yet are written in precision. Set against chalk-like geometry, it bridges science and poetry, reflecting my current stage in life. The work invites viewers to look closer and uncover the hidden patterns beneath the surface.
I wrote this poem in 2014, at a time when I used to get attached very easily. I carried so much love within me, and when people left, it created a deep sense of emptiness. Reading it now, it reminds me of how deeply I used to feel connections, and how writing became my way of processing loss and longing.
I wrote this poem back in 2016, during one of the darkest times in my life. I was being bullied and humiliated, which led me to hate myself and even cause physical harm to cope with the mental pain. Looking back, I don't know if the poem meets any literary standards, but to me it holds deep meaning. Every time I read it, I am reminded that I pulled myself out of that darkness.
Out of homesickness and deadline stress, these lines came to me, words I think many far from home can relate to. In despair, I let my frustration out through spoken word poetry and a photo I shot myself, as I revisit the why I'm here.
Going through a traumatic event is a journey and you are never the same after the journey. But, hopefully, despite all that you go through, you do come through it.
This poem is about climate anxiety among young people, who are considered as a vulnerable population group in terms of mental health impacts of climate change.
Every day I woke up trying to be like my sisters. Prettier, more graceful, mature. Everything I wasn't and never could be. My grandmother told me that while my older sister was sitting on the stage on her wedding day she leaned over and whispered to
grandma 'You know how every generation has that gorgeous bride no one can compare to? That'll be her (me) and she (I) doesn't even know'
This is a piece of writing, a poem if you may. I wrote it at the time when I was in 9th grade, as I once woke up from a stressful dream and related it as a poem thereof. I did not give importance to mental health at the time, but my thoughts were definitely a result of subconscious feelings. I hope it delivers my message across that 'You are Important' and gives you hope.
In my final year of high-school, I fell into a period of severe depression. Since then, I have truly discovered myself and now, I love me for me and treasure every moment of life. I wrote this piece as a tribute to both my past-self and to all those who feel as if life could be better. Know that you are worth it. Know that you are loved.