Life: The Lie

You know that scene in Harry Potter when he’s making breakfast for the Dursley’s? That’s pretty much how my life feels. My friends, family, anyone and everyone I meet just want so much, and I try to give it to them but it’s never good enough. I’d blow up Aunt Marge too. How can someone ever be rude? What sours in a person to make them like that? It baffles me. Life is such a shame some days. Idk.

Poem of the day 

I am what I am  I like what I am  I like what I do  & I do what I can 

Poem of the day 

Don’t forget to thank this post if you like it The power of positive thinking,  The impetus within,  The commencing of an inkling,  The joys that make us grin...  The quintessential quickening,  The springboard to success,  The calculator figuring The odds of happiness...  The hearts that pine for miracles,  The prayers that rise each day,  The hopes and dreams and spectacles, The visions on the way...  The obstacles to work around, The setbacks dead ahead,  The courage there, meant to be found,  The answer to our dread...  The burdens carried, problems shared, The bold tenacity,  The dedication still prepared,  The dazzling energy...  The effervescent faith that...

From A Tree To A Seat No One Uses

Love Sleeps

You are asleep, and that is fine. You do not sleep enough. I wish I could have you at all hours of the day. Alas, knowing that you dream; sometimes of me, is too beautiful to wish not.

Midnight

Midnight. Is the time I wish for you most. I can reminisce, midnights in different places. When I lived in the city, how stunning the river was at twelve o'clock. There were no stars in the city, but there were lights and that’s all I had. Wishing for you. 

Dearest Stranger

I am sorry. I am sorry for the aching the world has gifted upon you so unjustly. I am sorry for when you feel lonely; I am most sorry for when you feel alone. Loneliness is too excruciating to go through on one’s own. The scars it leaves can only be healed by love. I hope you find it. Being lonely is nefarious, but being alone is something else. Friends will come and go, there will be times you wished they’d stayed, more times you’d wished they’d left sooner. Cherish them while they’re still here. You’ll miss them when they’re gone. You are not alone; I know the pain of loneliness all too well. I know that when pain visits, you greet it as if it had been missed. The pain on...

She changed me

She changed me. She changed the books I read, the people I loved. She changed the night sky; the moon and every star. She changed the way my heart felt. She showed me a love so great I never thought could exist. She’s gone now, but I am not. She changed me, into me.

This is the saddest thing happened today!

So.. basically, I just logged in to my instagram account. I read and continue to read all of my written poems that I had wrote and posted in there.  Yup I do gained some likes and few comments from my fellow friends but funnily when I was about to read this poem, I suddenly delete it. I delete it instead of archive the post! I'm so done... I feel damn sad. But I managed to save the picture of poem before this.. if you wanna check it out, here the poem.. You may check it out more poems of mine 😉😉 I write it with my own inspiration and experiences of life ...

I was trying to be romantic.

I can only look at you. I can only see you this once. I can never feel your touch, nor hold you tight. Here's an excerpt from a poem that I wrote ages ago. I tried romanticizing a moment, and I hope you liked it. Let me know what's your favorite line on the comment section below! Spread the love! 

I wrote a poetic sequence.

The song reminds me of you as it continues playing. Every beat sounds like the beating of my heart, every note sounds like your voice from the very start, every words hit me like a shotgun, I’ve had to bleed, the clear blood falling down my cheeks. Here's an excerpt from the poetic sequence I made before. I personally love defamiliarization, so you would see how evident it is in my works. I also prefer writing prose, so I hope you don't mind. If you're interested, you can read it on my blog! You can click the link to read my other works!  Let me know what's your favorite part, or favorite lines! Spread the love! 

The flowers seemed nonchalant 

The sun refused to rise today. We awoke to darkness. The streetlamps would not give up their hours of sleep. They had all shut off. The lights in the house, irreverent. The moon had gone to wherever she goes. The stars decided to abscond (they’ve always been scared of responsibility). The roosters, confused, cawed like ravens. Dogs, in a first for their lives, forgot to eat. The employed called each other, to confirm the news. The jobless hardly noticed. Grass refused to grow. Trees laughed at our anxiety. The flowers seemed nonchalant. Thankfully, music decided to continue playing. We gathered on the street and listened. It was actually kind of nice.