Have you ever tried those candy that are sweet on the outside super sour on the inside? I feel like that’s how I’m living my life right now so energetic, so manic so happy, yet so sad so sweet, yet so melancholic. t.l. if you never tasted sour, would you ever be able to knowContinue reading “sweet & melancholic”
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Kindness
My mum is a giver. Everything that is good in her life, she won’t keep it. She will give it to her husband, her father, her mother, her father in law, her mother in law, her brothers, her sisters, her children, her neighbours, the people in her yoga class, the people she saw on theContinue reading “Kindness”
Keep writing
keep writing you gave up everything to have this life so even when ten of your fingers refused to move and your brain couldn’t stop you from crying keep writing keep writing. t.l. because when you stop, what’s left of you?
Love part 2
I guess we both deserve the love and the end of love. t.l.
parachute
as I stepped a little closer to the edge of the tallest building I reached my hand to you asked if you wanted to me to stay I took what you said “please, don’t jump I will change, I’m not like them” as the parachute for my life not knowing the ground was made ofContinue reading “parachute”
Writers
when you’re a writer the kind with hundreds and thousands and millions of followers (not me obviously), when everything you put out will be read and re-read when you’re not only writing for yourself but for the living and the dead please try to be mindful of what you said because people will believe yourContinue reading “Writers”
Maze
I let you in the maze that I called home showed you ways to get under my skin allowed you to betray to hurt, to lie to drain my blood dry. I thought as long as you stay it was worth it anyway. t.l. what I didn’t know is that you were making promises withContinue reading “Maze”
Birds
Three out of four of our lovebirds that my dad let out have come back home. I wonder what happened to the yellow bird. He was the outcast. He didn’t play along with the rest of them. And when these lovebirds were trying to find their way back home, they called each other and recognisedContinue reading “Birds”
poetry
someone said, poetry is like a drop of rain it falls so lightly that you don’t even notice it even slightly. I said, “really?” poetry, for me, like any other kind of writing once the pen hits the paper we can turn dead things alive, anything is possible. it could be a drizzle it couldContinue reading “poetry”
Water than rocks
Poetry isn’t for everyone. Nowadays, people read novels, non-fiction, short prose and newspapers. Some will prefer to consume information via social media, short videos, and podcasts. It’s true, in the digital era, not a lot of people have time to read poetry. But I never really think much of it. Until I came across aContinue reading “Water than rocks”
Tsunami of Words 