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Ghosts Beneath the Metronome Sky (Series of 12 Poems)
- I. Overture (The Boy Under the Metronome Sky) Read on AllPoetry
- II. Vivace (The Girl Who Stole the Sun) Read on AllPoetry
- III. Accelerando (The Childhood Friends Pitch) Read on AllPoetry
- IV. Con Fuoco (The Duet That Splits the Sky) Read on AllPoetry
- V. Scherzando (The Best Friend's Sideline Smirk) Read on AllPoetry
- VI. Rubato (Her Body, a Fading Constellation) Read on AllPoetry
- VII. Lamentoso (The Hospital Window's View) Read on AllPoetry
- VIII. Tempestoso (The Childhood Friend's Strike) Read on AllPoetry
- IX. Appassionato (The Last Performance: A Supernova) Read on AllPoetry
- X. Morendo (The Letter: An Unfinished Symphony) Read on AllPoetry
- XI. Tranquilo (The Boy at the Piano, After the Storm) Read on AllPoetry
- XII. Liberamente (Her Voice in the Wind) Read on AllPoetry
The Ones Who Stayed for a While
Author's Note: Written after looking through old photos. A quiet thank-you to the people who shaped small chapters of my life. Not all stayed, but each left something worth remembering
Read on AllPoetryBetween Songs
Author's Note: Written in the hush between lectures and lab work, about the kind of loneliness that moves quietly through crowds. It's less heartbreak, more the ache of not belonging, and how the music becomes the only thing that listens back.
Read on AllPoetryBeyond the Ash
Author's Note: These poems follow the arc of storm, collapse, and aftermath. I don't write in the middle of a hurricane–I wait until the ash settles. What remains is what I try to capture: not healing, but shape.
Read on AllPoetryEphemeron
Author's Note: Sometimes the happiest moments can have the most fleeting undertones. This is one of mine.
Read on AllPoetrySoft Architecture
Author's Note: How I express myself to the emotional turmoil within.
Read on AllPoetryThe Version of Me That Survives The Night
Author's Note: To those who this resonates to. I feel you. I see you. You are enough.
Read on AllPoetryWhat Still Echoes
Author's Note: This poem is not a polished goodbye. It's a reflection of what my undergrad truly was–equal parts exhaustion, growth, mundane routine, and unexpected legacy. It captures the quiet reality of what it means to finish something massive without fanfare. I didn't write this to be profound. I wrote it to be true. If it echoes with anyone else–it's because we all walk roads that don't end in applause.
Read on AllPoetryWhen the Porchlight Fades
Author's Note: Written from the perspective of an older sibling preparing to leave home. It captures that bittersweet space between excitement and ache–the pride of moving forward, and the quiet mourning of what gets left behind. Every scuffed floorboard and hallway echo holds a memory, not as a weight, but as a tether. This poem is a love letter to the ones we grow beside–and to the homes that grow with us.
Read on AllPoetryBefore the Leap
Author's Note: "Before the Leap" was born from that familiar ache–the hush before a life change. It's about the silent panic few admit to, the inner collapse we polish into composure, and the quiet truth that most of us are simply bluffing through bravery. This poem explores that liminal edge, where fear isn't absence of readiness, but a sign that something important is about to begin.
Read on AllPoetryAfter the Fall
Author's Note: "After the Fall" is the moment after everything unravels–when the noise has died down, and you're left blinking in the silence. It's not about triumph, but truth: that survival is rarely clean, and sometimes growth doesn't feel like rising–it feels like sifting through the ash. This poem isn't a celebration of change, but a reckoning of what's left when the change has passed through you.
Read on AllPoetryHold The Line
Author's Note: For those thinking about leaving. An ode to my own experiences, as hopefully, from one to another, this can offer a respite in an otherwise empty feeling existence.
Read on AllPoetryA Bouquet of Couplets for the Boulevards End
Author's Note: Once again, another challenge poem. I spent some time writing on a park bench today, as passersby continued on their way, I couldn't help but wonder how two opposites would interact at the end of it all.
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Hope in the Ashes // The Unravelling
Author's Note: I spent the past few days working on this reversal poem, the interplay of the two emotions, finding the right words, it was a challenge for sure. Yet, despite the challenge I found myself eager to make the attempt.
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The Tightrope Dancer's Lullaby
Author's Note: For the exhausted dreamers—when the world demands fire but forgets you're made of flesh. Music becomes the lifeline, the quiet proof: you're still here.
Read on AllPoetryChronocles of the Unbent Back
Author's Note: This poem began as a challenge: weave multiple forms around an unnamed myth, using phosphorus as both light and rebellion. The result? Sisyphus' labor reimagined in dishwater steam and zucchini vines—a domestic defiance etched in fading verse and terza rima.
Read on AllPoetryThe Art of Leaving
Author's Note: A bittersweet elegy for undergraduate days—where neuroscience, borrowed words, and the art of leaving collide. Written for everyone who’s ever loved a place and outgrew it.
Read on AllPoetryFading in Silence
Author's Note: This poem whispers of a quiet yearning—to vanish as light does, soft and unremarkable, leaving no scars behind. It is a reflection of the unspoken, the weight of existence, and the fragile wish to disappear without disrupting the world’s rhythm.
Read on AllPoetryThe Cracks Between Seconds
Author's Note: As the new year begins, I’ve found myself reflecting on the duality of my emotions—some that flow quietly beneath the surface, and others that surge with intensity. This poem explores that contrast, a juxtaposition of silence and chaos, fleeting moments and the vast void they leave behind.
Read on AllPoetryBeneath Time's Gaze
Author's Note: A glimpse through time’s eyes—where dreams fade, hope drains, and every struggle is but a fleeting echo. In the silence of its gaze, we are but shadows, racing toward a dust we cannot escape.
Read on AllPoetryThe Battlefield of Life
Author's Note: This is a fun challenge, to create a sense of imagery, simile, and metaphor to represent life in the pieces of a chess game. It was introspective and fun to write.
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From Brain Waves to Choices: A Review of Theta and Alpha Oscillations in Decision-Making Processes
An exploration of how brain oscillations influence decision-making.
View PDFThe Motivational Psychology of Educational Gamification: A Self-Determinism Perspective
An analysis of how gamification can enhance motivation in educational settings.
View PDFElectrophysiological Insights Into Gender and Semantic Priming in Children
A look into how semantic abilities of children differ across the genders.
Read on MediumFace Processing with ERPs – A Review
An overview of a task-based ERP analysis, investigating the subtleties of ERP timing relative to specific markers.
Read on MediumThe Brain Mosaic Theory
A review of the brain mosaic theory and its implications for cognitive neuroscience.
Read on MediumSex Differences in Alzheimer's Related Tau Biomarkers
An exploration of how tau protein biomarkers differ between sexes in Alzheimer's disease.
Read on MediumBehaviourism in the Classroom
A critical look at the application of behaviorist principles in modern education.
Read on MediumMemory Retention and Learning Styles: The Equality of all Learning Methods
An analysis of the effectiveness of various learning styles and their impact on memory retention.
Read on Medium🌍 Worldbuilding & Fiction — Click to Expand
Mosaic Story Series (Ongoing)
The Silent Pandemic
A medical thriller/mystery/post-modern outlook on a pandemic that plagues the planet, forcing all those infected to never speak again.
Read on WattpadA World of Surfaces
A sailor dives in search of Atlantis, but discovers something deeper beneath the tide.
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A man returns to his childhood home to say goodbye — but something remembers him.
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A fleeting train ride, a shared moment, and a love that never needed a future to feel real.
Click to ReadWhen the Stars Go
"I just wanted one more good night… before you had to be the only one under the stars."
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