Semestral Break

It’s September 19, and I am on my way home. “I’ll be back before October, Dad, so eat your meals and take your medicine.” Those were the last words I remember telling my father. This morning, I hurriedly finished my exam, went to my dorm room, packed my things, and rushed to the terminal to... Continue Reading →

Opposites Attract

You dwell in silence; I thrive in loquacity. You study the human body; I dissect language and pieces of literature. You color the world with your songs; I, through my poems. You tell stories thru your paintings; I, through my prose. You race in sunshine; I dance in the rain. You are forgivingly resentful; I... Continue Reading →

The Poet Meets the Serenader

Two souls meet: one a serenader, the other a poet. The serenader makes the weary world move with his serenades, singing the tune of life’s delight. A seagull in flight to the heights of freedom, free to explore the depths and heights of life’s twilight. His voice lures, ignites poetic fires, tickles every inch of... Continue Reading →

Scribbled Emotions

Lately, I have been grumpy and impulsive. I know it was and is bad of me to suddenly raise my voice when, in fact, you did nothing wrong. Perhaps it is because of the fact that I get unsatisfied cravings or maybe because of the things I have to think about—work, family, bills, and many... Continue Reading →

Liquid Courage

I have memorized these lines before, but still my tongue falters. I gathered all my strength to speak what I feel about you, yet every time a smile paints in your lips, I render myself defenceless. How I wanted to tell you that my world is complete because of your presence, yet your presence alone,... Continue Reading →

I Lost You

The words I read froze my heart, the roof caved in, the walls got closer, I was shrinking, yet getting older the way I feel, I wish you knew, but the words wont leave so now I'm screwed. I swear I try, I try so hard, pieces don't fit, I cry so hard I need... Continue Reading →

M’s Journal: Scribbled Emotions

My name is Justice, or J as they call me, and I right now, I am sitting all alone under a cherry blossom tree, thinking of my younger brother Methushael. What had happened this morning totally changed my perception toward my younger brother. He left three months ago, and I do not know I ever... Continue Reading →

Crazy Love

She had been waiting for him for almost two hours; he’s late again. The trees around the park gave her the shade she needed to let the heat of her annoyance cool off. This morning, she received a call from him asking her to meet him on the park where they usually meet; he said... Continue Reading →

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