The Poet And a Reader

Sometimes poets wrote
not be be understood

sometime poets wrote
to be understood

sometimes poets wrote
because it was their role Continue reading

Advertisements

Why Can’t I?

I wanna write about
good things.. happy memories..
those that will inspire people
those that will make them forget about the meaning of hurt
those that will simply bring a smile to their faces even a moment Continue reading

A Little Death

DRIFTED SOUL
into the veil of oblivion
Pierced heart
through a hand of a comrade

Words are of no use
Feelings are of no sense Continue reading

Through This..

I FORGOT to forget. I cannot not to think of it. It’s bothering me..

I missed you so much. I never thought this such would happen to us. This is what I’m avoiding. This is what I hated. This is what hurting me the most.

I just wanted to cry. Continue reading

To Act And To React

DEAREST JOHN,

     It’s been too long since the last time I’ve written to you..

     I don’t understand and I don’t wanna understand. I’m just glad that we seems okay even if we’re not writing for some time. Okay in a way.

     Maybe that’s all I needed; not to think of what other people are telling about us, especially about me. You may not know it since you’re far and it is better this way. It is much better not minding them (some people) knowing they are waiting for me to react. Continue reading

As Soon As

I MISS my blog. So much. Got lots of stories to tell! Will get back to you as soon as I can. Busyness never ends -__-

What You Got

DEAREST JOHN,

     I honestly don’t know what you got. Day by day I fail to forget you. There are times when I don’t think of you because I’m preoccupied and it’s very helpful. The thing is when I suddenly remember you, things started to fall apart. Once I thought of you, I can’t get you out of my mind.

     And it’s beginning to destroy me because it distracts me –totally distracts me. Continue reading