writing – Page 34 – Tsunami of Words

Sunsets

I remember those quizzes in the school magazine Are you a dog or a cat person? Do you like sunset or sunrise? Who is your friend and who is your enemy? I love all the hypotheses, all the possibilities I live in their imaginative world, and choose not to face my own realities I usedContinue reading “Sunsets”

Fear

Since when did I learn how to be afraid Was it the time I fell down my bike when I was 7 Was it when my mum told me I was “chubby” Was it when I know that I was hated by the whole class in fifth grade? I used to be fearless, I usedContinue reading “Fear”

Existential questions

I almost forgot who I was yesterday What did I wear, did I say something I don’t mean to was I myself more the day before than I am today? What defines us as human when will we experience the concept of happiness is it our mission, to run towards the burning Sun to love,Continue reading “Existential questions”

Smile for the Camera

I remembered when I was much younger I used to run away and hide when people gathered for a group photo I remember my mum putting lipstick on me fixed my hair and told me to smile I remembered feeling so awkward, standing next to those other kids with shiny hair, bright-coloured clothes and of course a big grin on their faceContinue reading “Smile for the Camera”

Mother

I never realized how much her words meant to me I yearned for her praises, her recognition for as long as I can remember. I wanted to make her happy she deserved a good daughter I can do that, just that. her compliments speared through me like the double-edge knife I’ve tried to become lighter quieter,Continue reading “Mother”

Write … Especially when you have nothing to say

I learned about hard work. I also learned about consistency. I know that being a writer or a poet doesn’t necessarily mean you are always flooded with ideas and creative thoughts. That poems will flow out of your mind into the pages. Sometimes, it takes work and determination. Sometimes, you have to think about whatContinue reading “Write … Especially when you have nothing to say”

Lucky ones

A crooked smile what are you trying to prove? you got those sad eyes again, anyone can see through wait, aren’t you the lucky one? you’re supposed to make these words rhyme can’t you see it’s nearly your time. t.l. (it’s time for me to grow up)