[tabby title="Poem"] Silence is my homeland—I speak its accent fluently.Words, wrapped politely as “generational curse”—I come from it.Silence raised me like a second skin,Teaching me to listen with more than just my ears.I am from the broken generation.You may not...

[tabby title="Poem"] Her voice is like liquid silver,faintly flowing through the fractures of my heart.Every word she spokecrept through faded footpaths of lost love,its warmth soothing sorrow and soldering scars. I knew this would never last-silver will always fade.What I...

[tabby title="Poem"] Air electricFiery bellyHeart racesBreath calmsLips dryTongue licksEyes stickMesmerisedTime fliesI'm yoursYou're mineLike handTo gloveWe stickIn loveWhere heartsCombineTurning twoTo onePain leftBehindWhere XIs foundMy YBecame you. [tabby title="Poet Bio"] Creative writer who uses poetry to reflect everyday realities faced by South...

[tabby title="Poem"] The soul that cannotbe contained,boxed in,or fooled by a fox,shall be beaten with rocks. Wave after wave,the lurking eyeswatch, waiting to seeif the soul will bleed,if it will crawl. Beating after beating,the soul finally sheds a tear.Oh, how...

[tabby title="Poem"] Panting, they sit atop a hill,scarred, clutching on to the last remnants of life,enemies just moments before.Both collapse on the only grass that remains,tears slide down their temples.Regret and loss waft through the air.They survey the fields across....