I always had a song for you. I never sang them, but they rung in my mind and they echoed in my heart. They told of the words that I couldn't say, the thoughts I was always too scared to share. They painted the picture of stories I couldn't narrate, the emotions I never wanted... Continue Reading →
I stood up; you looked at me, and moved your stare away.Those eyes, those self-same eyes that used to look at mewith passion, love, affection. Now, they look at mewith disgust, ignorance, oblivion—nothing. I see nothingin those eyes but the bitterness of broken friendship and lovethat has not been consummated.Gone were the days where friendship... Continue Reading →
Why do I cry? Why do I weep? Why do I bring myself so deep? How can I laugh? How can I stop? When my reasons ain’t enough. Why don’t the rain Just wash away this pain, So the real me would remain And live a life so plain. Why do I grieve? Why can’t... Continue Reading →
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 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 →
So one of my readers (I decided not to call them followers because [1] it make me feel that they are inferior and [2] I feel like I am some kind of a cult leader) asked me the question shown above. Instead of answering him or her in Tumblr, I decided to write a blog... Continue Reading →
Summary Robert Frost’s essay “The Figure a Poem Makes” talks about his own perception of how poem should be and how people should view poem. He mentions that all poems should be distinct from one another and should have wisdom that the readers can benefit from, not only to entertain them. The poem should also... Continue Reading →
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