Death is Life
A tale of embracing death, as a partner, pushing you to live a wonderous life. To embrace the uncertainty of each moment as if it's your last and living fully in celebration, and not fear, of death.
Wild and free
A short piece on the magic of the masai mara and mother nature
Third-Eye Chakra
A poem for intuition
Why him, not me?
A unique take on wanting what you don’t have, and being someone you can’t be.
Solar Plexus Chakra
A poem for confidence
The Death of Magic
A short piece on the death and life of magic
Crown Chakra
A poem for the soul
To Search and Search
Searching for onself is a deep and meaningful act - take time and be at peace with what you find
Kannaiyah the compassionate
In the midst of war and chaos and living crises, I wanted to write a piece about selflessness and humility based on a powerful story from Sikh history
Heart Chakra
A poem for the heart
The Tattooed Priestess
There is art in beauty and she walks with the knowledge of all things beautiful, and leaves footsteps of magic and life. She embraces the dark to let free the light.
Throat Chakra
A poem for clarity
Justice prevails, when
We’re living through troubled times and our youth all over the world are getting shot down and silenced because they represent a truth that the governments cannot fathom. These are just some of my feelings on the current climate.
Root Chakra
A poem for grounding
Oh, Spider and Your Web
Uncovering the magic these creatures possess
Flow
I always felt a desire to control, to orchestrate, to be prepared for life. But I quickly realised that there is power in letting things flow.
War
A set of questions that have always played on my mind when thinking of dictators leading wars
The Golden Tunnel
I was looking for meaning, for guidance. And I felt that the more I looked outwardly, the less I would find. So I looked within.
Unbound
I felt the impermanence of life and that we would never quite achieve what we wanted. That there was something hanging over us, that we fear would be our end.
I am Angel
I felt unsure of where I was going. I let the pen flow and consciously wrote exactly what I was feeling. My purpose, my ego, the meaning of life, the millions of thoughts inside my head.