When all else fail and respect is gone listen to your own heartbeat and you will hear the sound of your own voice screaming silently with courtesy and consideration Respect comes in different forms and appears in various LAYERS it could be a show of esteem or honor for someone or something. An example ofContinue reading “Respect”
When all else fail and hope seems no trail look upon the dark gloomy sky and you will see underneath the clouds a spark of light is desperately wanting to come out. This poem is inspired by a recent visit to the NATIONAL LIBRARY OF SINGAPORE. There they provide a reading space for kids.Continue reading “Hope-poem”
You hit me the hardest, wounded deeply Break my soul and destroy my spirit Crushed me down and left me bleeding Why do you love me so much? And treat me so damn kind? Yet, breaks my being Tear me apart? Why do I Love you Still?
Up unto the sky Beyond life and even time My treasure is you. Over the night light On the far side forever My fondness is you. And in afterlife Farther than eternity My passion is you. I have been following the blog of DavyD “inside the mind of DavyD” for a littleContinue reading “Eternally (Triple Haiku)”
And just when all the beginnings has to end even the best ones. And how one faces it with a smile, when all you’ve ever wanted is forever? And there you start anew, despite of not wanting to let go. And then oblivion comes; forever is again, yet another word… Between here and thereContinue reading “The End”
When it hurt It hurt so bad. So bad I can’t cry I am numbed. Till it shuttered I died. The pain goes in forgetting; The meaning of hurting. In response to NovemberNotes challenge hosted by Theresa Doughty of Heartstrings Eulogies and Rosema of A Reading Writer. Day 18 Prompt: Meaning by GavinContinue reading “Hurt”
A cartoon version of Khalisi and Khal Drogo of Game of Thrones created by my 14 year old daughter.
A hundred folded colors Rocking around in chorus A thousand milestones Swarming around in tones Mine, yours, ours Never theirs But you leave it hanging there..
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Scribbling in pain Thoughts can’t explain On this midnight blue Trying to let go. Scribbling with love Simple desire to have On this empty paper Longing to decipher. Scribbling with hope Maybe to cope With the pen in use Wishing yet confuse. Scribbling to fancy Images to see With mind exploring Avenue of loving.