Category: Poems

  • Tree

    Tree

    An ode to fires in the Amazon and Indonesian rainforests.

  • Fuck, I am a woman

    Fuck, I am a woman

    A spontaneous poem made at a writer’s soiree held on Kartini’s Day: Imagine you’ve picked your best dress only to find… there were those familiar red stains in the back of your dress just before you go. It’s hard to be a woman!

  • Sylvia Plath

    Sylvia Plath

    How many poems have I crafted this month?Oh boy, I’ve lost count.It seems splendid, does it not?Yet my head swirls in a cloud;for I reckon howthis burst of artistry — it’s a sign,a clear sign:I am definitely not fine.

  • You

    You

    You. You are beautiful, peculiar, and brave. You hold the power to create your garden, just as you envision

  • Back in your days

    Back in your days

    Of course it is our fault that we are designed as a weapon of massive consumption, The graphic needs our money to continue to mount. After all, we are the generation that gives up.

  • A declaration

    A declaration

    We women don’t own our bodies; we carry a womb, the vessel of life; thus, this body of mine is owned by many. But this vessel of mine, won’t breed a single soul.

  • Goes to sea

    Goes to sea

    A poem about a fisherman, serving as a metaphor for the difficulties faced early in the journalism career.

  • Maze

    Maze

    Recounting my first year as a journalist through a poetry.

  • The girl I used to be

    The girl I used to be

    How societal pressures shape a woman to be herself, or not to be herself. An exploration of painful past journeys, presented in a kaleidoscope structure.