Who Am I When I’m With Me

Who is me when I’m writing my random thoughts
and no words seem to fit in [edited this line for the nth time already..]

Who is me when I’m reading undownable novels
dying to know the ending and still looking for more

Who is me when I’m sketching other artists’ works
not being able to finish an art of my own Continue reading

When Is Sometimes?

SOMETIMES IT’S what I didn’t say
Sometimes it’s what I say

Sometimes it’s my silence
Sometimes it’s my loudness

Sometimes it’s my laughter Continue reading

For Whom

DON’T DO it for them.

Do it for yourself.
Do it for me.

 

They Got And I Got

SHE MUST care.
She got that title
and ruined it

she got that responsibility
and run away from it Continue reading

A Little Difference Is a Big Change

THERE WILL come a moment in our life when we’ll look back and realize we’ve met many different people. They, different for us.. so do we, different for them. Little did we know that there was this certain person who changed us. Changed us in a way we never imagined. Changed us into someone a lil different from what we used to be.

We’ll come to realize that they, he or she, didn’t change us at all. But we did change for them. We accepted the change which has been waiting for so long. Finally we learned to accept it wholeheartedly, accepted it without a single doubt.. And we owe it to them, her or him.

One morning.. we’ll just wake up with a fresh eyes as if we’re just born again and we’ll see life in a different perspective.

The morning light isn’t just a dazzling light.. but a light that would mark a new beginning. Human beings aren’t just people living.. but there’s more to them than what we should have known. Animals aren’t just creatures, not just pets.. but they are living things capable of caring. Music isn’t just a sound we listen to.. but are songs capable of comforting.. Different views and they removed that blindfold from us.

Our life’s just be different since they came. Our life seems to be better than just enough. People came and they are oblivious to what they have done.. oblivious to how they have affected us.. oblivious that they are the reason for a better person right before their eyes.. oblivious that a little difference is definitely a big change..

I’ve met a lot of different people and that certain person who have driven me to write about this certain change.. And now maybe you’re oblivious, too, that you, yourself, became different person to someone.. that you, yourself, cause a real change to someone.

Imperfections Of My Hand

COZ THERE are times when I told myself that I can’t really draw.. but here are the times when I journey through oblivion and found myself impressed by my own hand..




There are imperfections. Using pen means drawing without any mistake. But sometimes, those imperfections are what make it perfect.

Black and white is beauty

black and white show the true colors

black and white..

^~~~^

I Need a Pause.

BUT NOT here.

not now.

not in front of them.

let not trickle.

for just a moment.

let not burst.

for just a moment.

can still control them.

can still make them stay.

for a while.

not here.

not now.

not in front of them.

it hurts.

warmth in my eyes.

but please.

not in front of them.

^~~~^