A Poem for My Tatha

A Poem for My Tatha

In quiet moments, memories unfold,Of a father’s love, both warm and bold.Though time was fleeting, and words were few,In those brief moments, I felt your truth. With gentle hands, you’d tie my hair,Ponytails that danced in the morning air.Though they’d loosen and fall...
A Nation in Crisis: Prioritizing Guns Over Lives

A Nation in Crisis: Prioritizing Guns Over Lives

In light of the recent Supreme Court ruling on bump stocks, it’s crucial to question why we, as a nation, continue to facilitate the ease of firing ammunition. This decision challenges our collective morals and priorities. How can we justify enabling the...
Boundaries: A Poem on Fear and Self-Respect

Boundaries: A Poem on Fear and Self-Respect

Boundaries, oh fragile lines we draw,A human act, not divine, not perfect,Not from pulpits nor couches of therapy,But from hearts, trembling or strong. Some sketch boundaries from shadows of fear,“If you say these words, you’ll find no echo here,”They shun...
Rise of an Authentic Soul

Rise of an Authentic Soul

In the depths where shadows play,Where whispers of doubt once held sway,I journeyed inward, through storms and fire,To find my core, to rise, not tire. I stripped the layers, raw and bare,Faced each fracture, every tear,In the mirror of truth, I found my light,In the...