I forgot Myself

I forgot Myself

Title: I Forgot Myself Description: In this deeply personal spoken word piece, the poet reflects on years of internal struggle and the quiet rebellion of a body that simply wants to be heard. Paired with soft piano music, the words speak of generational expectations, emotional fatigue, and the long journey back to oneself. A tribute to every quiet soul who has fought to survive without ever raising their voice — until now.

More than yesterday

“More Than Yesterday” is a spoken word reflection on time, growth, and the quiet transformation of the self. With gentle piano in the background, this piece moves through the contrast of innocence and wisdom, joy and sorrow — capturing the tender truth that every new day carries more weight, more meaning than the one before. This is a poem for anyone who has ever felt the quiet ache of becoming — and the beauty that follows.

No Umbrella

“No Umbrella” is a poetic meditation on what it truly means to feel life — raw, unfiltered, and free. Told through the metaphor of walking in the rain without shelter, this piece invites you to strip away your shields, your social masks, and your polished facades. It is a call to experience the world not as it’s curated, but as it is — wet, cold, honest… and profoundly beautiful. For those who have ever longed to live more fully, to stop hiding, and to stand in the storm with arms wide open — this is for you.

The Dark One

A poem that explores the embodiment of darkness — a being untouched by guilt, unshaken by fear, and immune to love. Yet beneath the cruelty lies the faintest trace of something fragile. A reminder: even the coldest beings carry the softest thread.

Monte Cristo: The Book That Raised Me

In this first piece, Sena reflects on the book that left an unforgettable mark on her soul—The Count of Monte Cristo. Read at the age of six, before ever seeing a movie, the book opened her inner world to imagination, solitude, and introspection. This isn’t a review. It’s a quiet confession. A love letter to a book that shaped her, stitched her thoughts, and taught her the value of inner worlds.