a deeply nostalgic and bittersweet reflection on love, loss, and memory, this poem captures the aching beauty of august—the lingering presence of a love that didn’t last but never truly leaves. through vivid imagery of rain, stars, and fading seasons, it explores how some connections haunt us gently, like invisible constellations etched on skin, reminding us that love can live on quietly in the spaces between presence and absence.

a deeply nostalgic and bittersweet reflection on love, loss, and memory, this poem captures the aching beauty of august—the lingering presence of a love that didn’t last but never truly leaves. through vivid imagery of rain, stars, and fading seasons, it explores how some connections haunt us gently, like invisible constellations etched on skin, reminding us that love can live on quietly in the spaces between presence and absence.

a tender meditation on love, longing, and self-worth, this piece draws parallels between sunsets, waves, and the human heart. it reflects on how we, like nature, crave to be seen and understood, yet reminds us that our value isn’t dependent on applause or attention. a poetic reminder that we are worthy—burning, crashing, rising, and fading—simply because we exist.

a gentle, soul-stirring reflection on emotional resilience and self-awareness, this piece invites you to imagine your inner world as a cup—fragile, flawed, yet deeply human. it’s not about what life throws at you, but what spills out when it does. filled with quiet wisdom and tender metaphors, this poem asks: what are you carrying, and what truth will surface when life inevitably shakes you?

a haunting meditation on grief, love, and letting go told through a moonlit encounter with a ghost ship adrift at sea. this piece explores what it means to be still after heartbreak, to carry wreckage in your chest, and to search for motion without losing yourself.

part myth, part memory, part mourning, it asks: how do you unmoor without vanishing? how do you keep sailing when the storm has already torn you apart? step aboard, if you dare. the tide is whispering.

i unravel the quiet ache of longing. the kind that brews like coffee in the dark, filling the silence with warmth that never stays. it’s about the dreams that bring someone close, only for morning light to steal them away.

through spoken word, i explore the weight of unspoken feelings, fiery blushes, missed chances, and the slow understanding that some love stories were never meant to be told, just deeply felt.

i slow down to honor a quiet kind of hero. the dad whose love shows up not in speeches, but in soft bread and steady steps. through poetic storytelling, i explore the beauty in everyday moments: the rustle of plastic bags, the smell of fresh dough, the smile of a man who brings warmth home one loaf at a time. it’s a love that doesn’t ask to be seen—but once you do, it changes the way you see everything.

here’s my poem called “m’pay bay village,” inspired by a small seaside village on koh rong sanloem in cambodia. i wrote this six years ago, when i was completely swept away by the untouched beauty of nature—the way the sun and moon seemed to take turns lighting the sky, as if offering each other comfort. this piece is a reflection of that quiet exchange, the harmony between day and night, and the gentle reminder that love can be soft, patient, and constant just like the tides.