I don’t trust my mother’s advice sometimes.
I have drafts in my blog that I could not finid, so I wrote a short new poem instead.
Poem 28092021. Finally wrote about this experience. Asking me if I regret meeting you And expecting me to say “no” Because woe was, and still is, you Is that not selfish? I had the heart to stay with you During my precious adolescent years because of the fear of being alone Is that not selfish?Continue reading “Is that not Selfish?”
Poem 26092021 He claims that we are perfect. He loves it when I make these notes, Drawing lines between humour and indelicacy. What made me so tense? I suppose that’s alright since it is always good to see his smile Lighting up a dark room like a full moon. It is better when I amContinue reading “Indelicacy”
a thought dialogue
Poem 26092021 Naive was I to believe Our mismatched stars aligned.
Poem 24092021 I was too dumb to realise Is this what it is like to be Lost even though I am found? If only you knew how I would have let you take me If I had not given myself to another. I guess what they say is true. My love grew in your absence.Continue reading “Too dumb to realise”
Poem 1010am, 23092021. Thoughts that have lingered for a long time. People do not know how I dream. Despite dwelling in my anxiety, I cannot think hypothetically. Roaming in my diaries, I find sadness in my low self esteem. Though I know so little, I write my inchoate truths. After getting lost in memories, IContinue reading “Should I stop writing”
Their presence is warm like my comfort food.
poem. 12:23PM, 07092021. Featured artwork by Art de Erik Whether it is rain or shine, With your hand in mine, Everything feels fine Even if we’re out of time.