oh but you’ll never hear the words you read in books
when you fall in love with a writer.
the words you read are more often than not,
never spoken out loud.
these words you read,
they only speak volumes in the whirling mind of your writer,
and if you fail to understand that,
your writer can only write in protest.
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April 2, 2018
It was a day like any other.
Two days after we arrived in Japan, we went to a place called Tamagawa (Tama River) where there was this gorgeous road where one could walk under miles of cherry blossom trees. It was just like a scene from a movie. Continue reading “I Almost Died…”
Hello there lovely readers!
I would very much love to hear your opinion on the topic: love is a decision, yes or no?
This is because we will be having a debate about this tomorrow already, and I am more than eager to know what your stand here is.
For my group and I’s three main points, here they are:
1. You do not choose who you will fall in love with. Continue reading “Help! Is Love a Decision or Not?”
It’s been seven days since 2017 came, and I just want to ask you, how are you feeling?
Is it just, well, another day is just another day?
Or is it, hopefully tomorrow will be much better?
Or maybe it’s still that bubbly emotion whenever you think of how it’s the New Year. When everything is reset and you find yourself having a new chance at what January, Continue reading “The Secret to Accomplishing New Year’s Resolutions”
In the face of the setting sun,
not too far from the fiery ocean,
I hear a laugh I know so well
was it really there? No one could tell.
Turning a little,
I see a boy
chasing a dog,
face etched with joy.
To ease my mind
I walk some more
Smelling the scent of love
that was there no more.
Then do I remember, Continue reading “Phantoms”
I used to think that man’s greatest enemy is time.
With so many dreams and bullets on my bucket list, I often have doubts whether I could even finish half of that list. And most of them are really time-sensitive because I don’t think anyone can be the young female protagonist in a play if she’s already forty years old.
Even so, I have come to realize that time isn’t the real enemy after all. Time isn’t the one who judges me. Continue reading “Mind: Man’s Greatest Enemy?”
Birds fly through the air,
and they have never reported
any accident from being up there,
air then, could be trusted.
I know something else that travels, Continue reading “A Certain Wish”
What is the thinnest layer of the earth?
“It’s the crust.” I tell my seatmate. You know, it’s just another usual scene of never raising my hand even though I know the answer because, I just don’t have the courage to speak up.
Is that you? Continue reading “The Sentence that Changed Me and My Shy Personality”