<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><title><![CDATA[Academia]]></title><description><![CDATA[Academia]]></description><link>https://ronaponnu.wixsite.com/lyceum/academia</link><generator>RSS for Node</generator><lastBuildDate>Thu, 22 Oct 2026 12:45:26 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://ronaponnu.wixsite.com/lyceum/blog-feed.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[Isle of Romantic Bravery ]]></title><description><![CDATA[I romanticise the fall Maybe I must crash And run my face across the pavement I need to hear What crosses my mind Before my mind splatters open To let the little scorpions crawl away I romanticise the fall But I'm always stuck thinking Where must I fall. Maybe somewhere near the isles I'd take one last look at this beautiful Earth The damp soil The roaring northern sea And then perhaps take the fall But maybe-- If I could see the isle maybe i never have to fall.]]></description><link>https://ronaponnu.wixsite.com/lyceum/post/isle-of-romantic-bravery</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a10b018a2438924d10d3e93</guid><pubDate>Fri, 22 May 2026 19:39:14 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>rona CS</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Foetus]]></title><description><![CDATA[//TW: GORE// I can feel the growing child in my throat Deformed and desiccated Kicking my wind pipes and robbing my breath Made from the sins of my mothers empty words It grows and grows its limbs sharp and thorny It has life that my uterus pregnant with jealousy cuts open the walls and floods my insides. There's life growing inside my throat I want to impale it before it impales me But we are one and tangled A parasitic creature, breathing my share of oxygen. I feel strange bodies coil...]]></description><link>https://ronaponnu.wixsite.com/lyceum/post/foetus</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a10a57e2b5c18841b96b8a0</guid><pubDate>Fri, 22 May 2026 18:58:31 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>rona CS</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[My Intestine is a Worm Navigating the End of the World]]></title><description><![CDATA[The ghosts reside in the humble abode, A graveyard with ashen fairy corpses My head with its immaculate ability, To reside them all, as if a city hotel welcoming unexpected guests, Ghosts of who I could've been, residing rent free-- infesting like worms Like fungi spreading into non temporal reality there's something in me that needs to be demarcated to be killed and disemboweled-- Hung in the mist like dead butterflies  With no place to die. take my intestines and wash my insides, Use...]]></description><link>https://ronaponnu.wixsite.com/lyceum/post/my-intestine-is-a-worm-navigating-at-the-end-of-the-world</link><guid isPermaLink="false">692d9faddea48f2e814c03d2</guid><pubDate>Sat, 06 Dec 2025 05:41:19 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/ab6641_c3a7659d9f4042dd8b76b678f7974f72~mv2.jpeg/v1/fit/w_736,h_981,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>rona CS</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Rooster’s Balls at the End of the World]]></title><description><![CDATA[The rooster has gone mad with hysteria As the waves of terror unravel. He calls upon an army Not for the morning bejewel— Roosting in the nights, as his feet pirouettes on fire— The rooster calls as the earth crumbles A plea for the undead, a prayer for the alive The world shrivel and crumble A snail poisoning itself with salt Hydrated, moisturized, ready for the end of the world. Morning or night, morning and night The heat says a different story, A mad frenzy, as the rooster looses sanity...]]></description><link>https://ronaponnu.wixsite.com/lyceum/post/rooster-s-balls-at-the-end-of-the-world</link><guid isPermaLink="false">69290f961644150e2987b4fc</guid><pubDate>Fri, 28 Nov 2025 03:21:24 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/ab6641_526b471e066c4513b5c758b7d9ae7c04~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_646,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>rona CS</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[I do not mean Yes when I say No]]></title><description><![CDATA[I do not want to be loved If it means to be covered In mosses and unsung reed pipes In cracked moth eggs and swarming maggots If it means...]]></description><link>https://ronaponnu.wixsite.com/lyceum/post/i-do-not-mean-yes-when-i-say-no</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6871517d415500cf59abc487</guid><pubDate>Fri, 11 Jul 2025 18:16:44 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/ab6641_7971e98c4be74fe0826f0f381b289acb~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_736,h_736,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>rona CS</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Teach the Duolingo bird to speak Me]]></title><description><![CDATA[I do not speak In words nor languages nor signs I'm a cryptid Learning how the roots communicate How little bees buzz Ans how the flowers...]]></description><link>https://ronaponnu.wixsite.com/lyceum/post/teach-the-duolingo-bird-to-speak-me</link><guid isPermaLink="false">686eb6b07183254306b8013f</guid><pubDate>Wed, 09 Jul 2025 19:04:02 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/ab6641_93db8ad159b444c0b8881d06717125d8~mv2.jpeg/v1/fit/w_298,h_294,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>rona CS</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Identity crisis of an infantile rage]]></title><description><![CDATA[The rage that outpours me, Doesn't have a name I could've locked it in a casket, had I known its identity I could've chained it in hell,...]]></description><link>https://ronaponnu.wixsite.com/lyceum/post/identity-crisis-of-an-infantile-rage</link><guid isPermaLink="false">686bf7c56e4eab8118ff6f02</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 Jul 2025 16:45:47 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/ab6641_c0f81b034793469590504186ab2a4dc4~mv2.jpeg/v1/fit/w_735,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>rona CS</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Invertebrate (Spineless)]]></title><description><![CDATA[I want to give up on everything- My mothers sandals My fathers rage. I hold onto things as if they’re treasure Bequeathed from my...]]></description><link>https://ronaponnu.wixsite.com/lyceum/post/fading-one-cell-at-a-time</link><guid isPermaLink="false">686a9deb457b7b8dbfbb31f8</guid><pubDate>Sun, 06 Jul 2025 16:34:11 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/ab6641_f6146ec40308431089fe9ea0c20d1fe7~mv2.jpeg/v1/fit/w_736,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>rona CS</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[My blankets kill me everyday]]></title><description><![CDATA[my calendar doesn't have weeks or days No mondays I'm afraid of no sundays I await my weeks stretch between the days when my blankets...]]></description><link>https://ronaponnu.wixsite.com/lyceum/post/my-blankets-kill-me-everyday</link><guid isPermaLink="false">679716afaec8ea90adf802aa</guid><pubDate>Sat, 05 Jul 2025 15:59:51 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/ab6641_78cfcc0cadf043da9e83d37515ab5fe1~mv2.png/v1/fit/w_1000,h_896,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>rona CS</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Sprawled on the Altar, I beg to the Lord.]]></title><description><![CDATA[My lord I have not been ruined I have not been destroyed You made me grow up in these streets I breathed smoke my whole life But never a...]]></description><link>https://ronaponnu.wixsite.com/lyceum/post/sprawled-on-the-altar-i-beg-to-the-lord</link><guid isPermaLink="false">677ac4a002be392c9262e897</guid><pubDate>Sun, 05 Jan 2025 18:15:17 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/ab6641_d506c54353d34545ae378df77f2cfad5~mv2.png/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>rona CS</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Lord, Obliviate.]]></title><description><![CDATA[I do not want to be remembered Under the watchful eyes of Godly sin I want to be forgotten So utterly forgotten. Some days I wished I was...]]></description><link>https://ronaponnu.wixsite.com/lyceum/post/lord-obliviate</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6643436e2b4e510a31c58616</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2024 14:49:05 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/ab6641_29b13c545f024b8d812551366c6f6137~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_960,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>rona CS</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[I am the Procession; I am the Death.]]></title><description><![CDATA[And over nights like this When the moon turns away I slip away the clothes on my wounds And expose it to the unkind air. It laughs and I...]]></description><link>https://ronaponnu.wixsite.com/lyceum/post/i-am-the-procession-i-am-the-death</link><guid isPermaLink="false">66464caf992fcf08187629a0</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 May 2024 18:49:45 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/ab6641_55902a3540c346bcaedd59aa7cd0885f~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>rona CS</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Why My Coffee Tastes too Sweet]]></title><description><![CDATA[Now my mornings taste of resentment The coffee spilling around Its bitterness seeping into the air I breathe My coffee breath smells like...]]></description><link>https://ronaponnu.wixsite.com/lyceum/post/why-my-coffee-is-too-sweet</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6635cefcc9881afd88db8a6b</guid><pubDate>Sat, 04 May 2024 16:10:12 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/ab6641_5e2bf740fc6546c797bce05f1978231e~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_393,h_295,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>rona CS</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[I eat so fast that I choke on food]]></title><description><![CDATA[There is this wild hunger in me For peace that's disgustingly repulsive I have been starved of sanity That the slightest whiff makes me...]]></description><link>https://ronaponnu.wixsite.com/lyceum/post/i-eat-so-fast-that-i-choke-on-food</link><guid isPermaLink="false">65e65f3074a710fffdf7c62c</guid><pubDate>Wed, 06 Mar 2024 00:51:41 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/ab6641_4e1a1eeb93e149de918f7080d848cfb1~mv2.png/v1/fit/w_432,h_433,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>rona CS</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Why I Keep Rocks In My Pockets]]></title><description><![CDATA[My mother had an angst about me I was a garden of unplanted flowers My leaves reeked of poison Toxins she never wanted \\ My mother had...]]></description><link>https://ronaponnu.wixsite.com/lyceum/post/why-i-keep-rocks-in-my-pockets</link><guid isPermaLink="false">65e37874f57ee2c40a7fa565</guid><pubDate>Sat, 02 Mar 2024 21:16:52 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/ab6641_e5dab36344fd4d6d8f606f4c99bbfa59~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_564,h_659,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>rona CS</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Stop Reading Between the Lines You Snobby Academic!]]></title><description><![CDATA[(Experimental writing) I think of how things maybe different this time I keep repeating the lies of fitting into the lines But there is...]]></description><link>https://ronaponnu.wixsite.com/lyceum/post/it-s-not-in-between-the-lines</link><guid isPermaLink="false">65c0f9bc684a3d8230a16813</guid><pubDate>Sat, 10 Feb 2024 20:19:33 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/ab6641_7d4f41c70c5b40d99650c59b71536296~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_736,h_736,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>rona CS</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Can Rotten Eggs Grow Roses?]]></title><description><![CDATA[I feel like I was dead A long time ago Like an unborn child Rotting in the mother’s uterus Poisoning her organs Inflicting pain on...]]></description><link>https://ronaponnu.wixsite.com/lyceum/post/can-rotten-eggs-grow-roses</link><guid isPermaLink="false">655a852b10823e7648e19c83</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 Nov 2023 22:03:40 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/ab6641_4dbac865614f4b14a0e79a161703b961~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_573,h_720,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>rona CS</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Why You Shouldn’t Read a Poem]]></title><description><![CDATA[I do not want you to read my poems. It’s an echo from empty halls From insides that rumble Like the flap of a wing In a haunted castle....]]></description><link>https://ronaponnu.wixsite.com/lyceum/post/why-you-shouldn-t-read-a-poem</link><guid isPermaLink="false">655a8206ad0e6a6fdf11e054</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 Nov 2023 21:56:36 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/ab6641_d4ae6e076985460a97bb476a7e3792d0~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>rona CS</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Welcome to the Mutiny! Here no one Survives.]]></title><description><![CDATA[There is a coloniser in my chest Born as my twin Raised as a sister More needy than I am Begging for Mother’s attention Clawing for...]]></description><link>https://ronaponnu.wixsite.com/lyceum/post/welcome-to-the-mutiny-here-no-one-survives</link><guid isPermaLink="false">652475b7744c634acf0bbe56</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Oct 2023 21:55:09 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/ab6641_c728156871504c12b43455e3aca6059e~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_740,h_479,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>rona CS</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Pythagorean Pets]]></title><description><![CDATA[Squares of a python My python sisters play A Petty Little Python Song The hisses and kisses Are of a little python long The pink little...]]></description><link>https://ronaponnu.wixsite.com/lyceum/post/pythagorean-pets</link><guid isPermaLink="false">64df16bba8ed16f91ea8c706</guid><pubDate>Fri, 18 Aug 2023 07:03:59 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/ab6641_9d580f820fb94412bf222b110f183459~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_204,h_271,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>rona CS</dc:creator></item></channel></rss>