Rhymes & Ramblings

Writing poetry was the first art form I ever practiced and now I'm determined to write more, once again. Here are some short excerpts from different phases of my life.

This space will keep on growing, in every sense of the term.

I am glad you are here. Enjoy some poetry!

Closed Eyes

Written during the winter of 2023, a couple of months after the Genocide in Gaza started.

The duality of watching it unfold on my phone while also living my life, going to work, meeting people like nothing is happening messed with my head. No one around was even ready to engage in conversation about it. The only time i saw relatable reactions was at protests.

As it continued (and is still continuing) unchecked, a lot of my illusions of the world were shattered. I felt insane.

Something broke inside me.

Something also awakened.

- Winter, 2023

I wish

Written cerca 2011-2013. When I read this poem now, I notice the undiagnosed neurodivergence. It is literally all I see.

Just one more quiet cry for help buried in my journals.

- cerca 2011-2013

Why do they get to have it and not me?

Written on September 11th, 2025 after a racist aggression from an old white woman.

For the first time in my life, it didn’t stick. Just slid off. Entirely.

After I got over the pleasant surprise of that, I wondered how sad must her life be, if this is how she chooses to spend her time. She seemed so unhappy and discontent, packaging her sadness as hate, or so I felt.

I sent some good wishes her way (I know! I’m a whole new person!) and wrote this poem.

- September 11th, 2025