From June of 2021. I think a teacher of mine liked this one.

I am digging up my poems from 2021 and earlier. Here is one of my favorites.

The days and weeks and months that have past Have really felt like an unwelcome blast. Before 2020 began, It felt like this year would be...

I wrote this in 2021. This is very unlike my regular poems.

Peering into what we think of as regrets.

A reminder for what the meaning of life is to me.

My addition to an amazing poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox.

Dedicated to my paternal grandmother--Suhela Asif.

The first poem I ever wrote. It isn't that great, but it sets a mood.

A poem inspired by Taylor Swift's song "Dear Reader" off her album, "Midnights."

A look into my brain and its activity at night.

Rain is healing, wonderous joy. It can be revealing or it can destroy.

Gold is rare but at what cost?

Another take on "Rain," a snippet in time.

My favorite time of the year.

To gaze at nightly delights affixed up high.

The sequel to "Sunset."

The man, the myth, the legend--the original "Sunset."

Quick reflections that dawned upon me as I flew from my home in America to Pakistan.