A lyrical ode celebrating the qualities of a Virgo, weaving together mythology, nature, and celestial imagery to celebrate the essence of one's character.

I wrote this one night while struggling with both grief and a lack of artistic inspiration. I found that no matter how I tried to phrase things, it never felt adequate. This poem is my attempt to do that, though even now, the words never feel quite within my grasp.

I was sitting alone in a café and wanted to write, but no ideas were coming to mind. In vain, I doomscrolled on my phone until I found a writer’s prompt, and one of them was about writing a letter to the stars. This poem is my ode to the stars.

I wrote this piece a few years ago, but I still think it is relevant today, which is a shame. I'd like to think the future is going to be much brighter if we stop and think about our planet and the people who live on it. This poem is also a plea for people to stop giving their lives to those who only care about money.

A reflective piece exploring a gradual descent from a stream of consciousness into mental exhaustion, where escapism offers only temporary refuge from the mundanity of everyday life.

I wrote this poem after seeing a post on Instagram where someone asked ChatGPT what it would do if it were human for a day. Its answer was full of overly romanticised things, which inspired me to write about what actually makes us human and separates us from AI — the trivial things. The unattractive, unintentional, and often boring habits.

A poem inspired by my journey, where I took a somewhat spiritual pilgrimage and watched the spring equinox sunrise on Glastonbury Tor, where I soon felt one with the fairies.