Thursday, December 29, 2016
Wednesday, December 28, 2016
One can look into the mirror
and yet see nothing
For the eyes only see
what the eyes want to see
It is the art of reflection
that not many have mastered
To look within the soul
Into the soul
with a soul
Friday, December 23, 2016
This was what crosssed my mind.
So I'm scribbling (typing) it in here.
Back in the days where there was no smartphones and social medias, people were more real. More genuine to themselves.
For instance, you wouldn't find a girl faking her passion towards hiking back then. It was simple. If a girl loves adventure, she'd be outdoor doing the adventurous stuffs. Just because she loves it.
Mostly people would choose to do things they love. There was no medium to show the world something that they're not.
But nowadays, most of us do it for the sake of uploading the pictures to social medias. It's not about the experience anymore. It's not about appreciating the moments anymore. It's all about what we want to portray in the social medias. To keep up with the hype.
I am actually reminding myself. Not to fall victim to this trend.
I wish to be more present in the present.
Thursday, December 22, 2016
Wednesday, December 21, 2016
We didn't fall in love at the first sight
Not even at second
We didn't fall in love when we were together
It was distance that brought us closer
There were unutterable feelings
when we bid farewell
the moment we thought we'd never see each other again
That was when we knew.
Disclaimer: All poems may be or may not be from my own experience. Some are merely from observations. Just chill, don't speculate.
Wednesday, December 14, 2016
Humanity will soon become just a word in dictionary.
That no one looks for the meaning anymore.
What's happening to the world today is totally devastating.
Is there no more hope for human race at all?
Saturday, December 10, 2016
Friday, December 9, 2016
One thing about getting old is that we forget things.
Some memories are no longer recall-able, no matter how hard we try to.
Some are lost in the broken hard drive.
Some drifted away in the flood.
Some are burnt and thrown.
All we have to do is deal with it.
That nothing lasts forever.
Not even our memories.
Thursday, December 8, 2016
Wednesday, December 7, 2016
Tuesday, December 6, 2016
I believed it when you told me
to shut up
that my words were worthless
I believed that without my voice
your world would've been much better
So I shut my mouth
I believed you
And I hope you're happy.
(**this is still a raw draft**)
Disclaimer: All poems may be or may not be from my own experience. Some are merely from observations. Just chill, don't speculate 😝😝
Monday, December 5, 2016
The thing about parading your happiness around the social media is the effect it has to the people you choose to EXCLUDE out of that happiness.
Especially when the people are the ones who loves you unconditionally but you're too blind/stupid to see it.
But mostly their love is so UNCONDITIONAL they'll choose to avoid the drama no matter how deeply hurt they are.
They'll choose to just feel happy for you although they're not a part of it.