Aggrandisement

In many towns, through countless skies I have roamed,

Yet pieces of me linger, softly sewn

Into the bricks of silent walls,

The winding streets where I would fall.

There I learned – and there I bled,

Where every echo softly said:

“You were once this shadow here.

A whisper caught in yesteryear”.

The breeze of memory drifts behind,

Chasing footsteps, it cannot find.

It tries to catch the soul I shed –

But I have risen, forged ahead.

For each new step has shaped my flame,

no longer bound by yesterday’s name.

I walk as more than what I have been-

A thousand lives beneath my skin.

Venezuela

Venezuela, how deeply you hurt today.Twenty-seven years of unrelenting suffering, and now this. Sometimes I wonder what your people could have possibly done to deserve so much pain. So much loss. So much injustice. Beyond your borders, so few truly understand what it means to survive in a country where many earn less than four…

Chatsworth house

There are grand houses, and then there is Chatsworth House. Nestled within the rolling hills of Derbyshire, this magnificent estate has stood for centuries as a symbol of power, beauty, creativity, and innovation. Yet what makes Chatsworth truly special is not simply its breathtaking architecture or its world-famous gardens. It is the stories hidden within…

International Dance Day

As every 29th of April comes around, we are reminded of the importance of dance. This year’s message comes from Crystal Pite: Humans move, our arms reach out, our knees collapse, our heads nod, our chests cave in, our backs arch. We jump, we shrug, we clench our fists; we lift each other up and…

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Author of Resilience, passionate about poetry, human rights, culture, and travel. Lifelong blogger, scientist, and STEM student with a love for dance — and always exploring new passions.

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