• Blogging,  Personal

    Travel Diaries: Exploring Some of Negombo’s Churches

    If you were to close your eyes and picture a sanctuary, what would come to mind? Would it be the comfort of your home, hidden from the stares of passersby? The nearest park, where you’re free to watch the squirrels scamper away while the cool breeze caresses your cheeks? A cemetery, where the sounds of silence are accompanied by the rustling leaves? Or perhaps your sanctuary lies in the loving embrace of someone who accepts you with open arms. And if you’re a practicing Catholic, that sanctuary might be the nearest church. In a practice that I jokingly refer to as “church-hopping,” my parents and I stop by several churches…

  • Poetry

    Naïveté

    Naïveté was penned after late-night conversations with my closest friends—the kind where we’d contemplate our sanity in a world that is devoid of sensitivity. As outrageous as the latter part of that statement may sound, I do sense a shift in the world, and it pains me to think of how society has regressed despite being so advanced...

  • Poetry

    Human Nature

    Human Nature marks the start of a new era of poetry for Writer Shayanne, and it was one of the first pieces I penned after a lengthy burnout. At a glance, you may think that it’s about...

  • Poetry

    Hope Amidst Hate

    Hope Amidst Hate was the byproduct of a turbulent time in my life. I wouldn’t call it my strongest poem, nor does it have a place among the my favourite pieces ever written, but it remains relevant to date. The version on my blog was reworked several years ago, so it differs from the one I originally posted on Instagram...

  • Poetry

    Tea Cake

    Tea Cake is an older poem of mine that was surprisingly easy to write. It was originally a part of a monthly poetry challenge, where the word for the day was “tea cake”, so I used it as a metaphor for love...

  • Poetry

    The Wonder of You

    The Wonder of You was written in the summer of 2020 – a time when I couldn’t bring myself to write anything at all. Stuck in a creative rut of sorts with no way out, I lay in bed and thought of all the many things that made me indescribably happy. Then, I sat in front of my laptop and channelled all of that love into this poem, which fills me with delight even today.......

  • Poetry

    Lovers in Bloom

    Lovers in Bloom is a very, very old work of mine – one that softens my heart despite its many flaws. It was inspired by Zipcy’s incredible Touch series, which depicts moments of tenderness and intimacy between lovers...