Just Like You

thunderstorms masquerade
as little raindrops pouring
creating a sweet tender lullaby
a rhythmical beating
a melody of nature
a comforting hymn
for lonely, lost souls
satisfying, memorable
combination of pitch
and rhythm
with a falling
and rising
up until it takes on
a higher note
slowly ascending
taking control
gaining power
soaring higher
’till it becomes
one loud noise
one big bang
a raging storm
is born

just like you


It’s a fine morning from my side of the world. I just finished my usual morning yoga and a couple of strength and toning exercise. After a cup of tea, I went for a short rest and I came across some heartwarming feature stories about neighbors and what they do to each other during the pandemic.  It warms my heart to know that kindness and compassion are still alive among us especially during these trying days. One of the stories I’ve read is about a group of neighbors who decided to take turns in going to the supermarket to buy their supplies, this way, they limit the number of people going in and out of the neighborhood and the frequency of going to the supermarket as well. This also is another way of easily tracking down people. And it went on smoothly until restrictions were eased down.

As I finished my reading I notice a chain of conversation from a group chat back home. They were talking of how one particular neighbor just went his way into the house of another neighbor yelling and shouting and asking them to live the community. Apparently, the said house had a family member who just arrived and with clear quarantine certificates proving he is not COVID 19 positive thus, he has all the right to live a normal life in the neighborhood. Sadly, this was not the case in that particular community. Some local community officials have to take over to control the situation.

Someone from the group chat said that she was surprised to witness the rage of that person as she used to be a very gentle, kind, and calm. Has the pandemic changed her? Or did the pandemic triggered her true self to be revealed? Or maybe, she was after all really a war- freak, just so good in hiding and keeping it and masquerading as a gentle, kind, and calm friendly neighbor.

We never know. What we know is, the pandemic has changed our lives and the way we live.

So if you need emotional support to process your anxiety, don’t hesitate to seek help. Or if you know of someone who is suffering from anxiety, find a way to reach out. 


Linking to Eugi’s  Weekly Prompt – Neighbors https://amanpan.com/2020/07/20/eugis-weekly-prompt-neighbors-july-20-2020/

Michelle #fridayfun

“What’s in a name? that which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet.”
― William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet

“your other self could be just right there where you are, waiting to emerge, be careful though as you might not like to reveal it”
M – Merry, abundant joy
I -Influential, your thoughts have weight
C – Calm, your presence is comforting
H – Happy, a joy to have around
E – Eloquent, the gift of expression
– Laidback, not sweating the small stuff
L – Light-hearted, you have an easy laughter
E -Energetic, an indefatigable spirit


( a lovely, acrostic poem given by one of my high school students many years ago)



I will tell you a story, and let me begin by saying my name is Michelle; Michelle from the Beatles song. Obviously, my father was a super Beatles fan, that he named his firstborn daughter, Michelle. My mother used to say that, my papa would sing me the song to tuck me to bed or to make me stop crying. And so I grow up listening and singing to the song alongside my father. Yes, again I too have become a Beatles fan myself. Do I have the choice then? Maybe no. But I learned to love the melody and eventually learned the lyrics. And it is for me, the greatest love song ever was written. It has my name on it, why not?
My father would repeatedly tell me the story of how the song was born. According to him, John Lennon invited McCartney over to college parties when he was still in high school, and French culture was a trend. Paul would try to fit in by pretending to be French. He would play little tunes in French, but he actually only knew a few French words so he would make up words. John told him that he should make it into a real song.  So he asked his friend Ivan Vaughan, whose wife was a French teacher, for a French name and some words to rhyme with it. Vaughan came up with “Michelle, ma belle.” McCartney then came up with the next line, “These are words that go together well,” and Vaughan taught him the French translation, which he used in the song as well. When he played it for Lennon, John suggested the “I love you” to be part of the middle verse.
My father would then add, “this was not based on any particular woman, they chose the name because it sounded good, and I chose this name for you because it fits perfectly your angelic face, you look so good as a baby, and so I thought, what better way to call you than, Michelle
“I love you, I love you, I love you
That’s all I want to say
Until I find a way
I will say the only words I know that
You’ll understand”
Well, my dad would sing me the chorus all the time, especially if I did so well in my class, at home, or even playing scrabble and crossword puzzles with him. I was the happiest little girl who never run out to play outside the house. I was the happiest girl who at 5 years old enjoyed playing scrabble with an adult. Yes, again I was not your typical little girl then. But I was very happy. They said, I never had tantrums. Who will have tantrums if you have a father who tells you how much he loves you over and over in a song, all the time, every day? 
But hold on, there is the flip side of the story.
I say I wasn’t your perfect little girl though. I had my share of naughtiness and playfulness. My father would put up to that or even tolerate me for being naughty most of the time, but again, there is the “but”, only up to a certain limit. I was very naughty that I’d push the limits too sometimes or maybe I was just so confident I wouldn’t get a dose of my medicine, so to say. (After all, I am a daddy’s little girl)
My father is probably the kindest human being you will encounter. He never yells, nor shout. He’d talk to you in a very calm voice even if when he is already mad. And so because of that, we wouldn’t even know if he was mad or simply being nice.
Well, not exactly. I knew for sure he is mad, particularly on me if and when he calls me “Mikaela”
While, Michelle for him is his loving, obedient, kind, and well-mannered daughter, the “Mikaela” is his naughty, sometimes stubborn mischievous child. He can tolerate my behaviors except for one thing; I have the habit of not finishing my food. And so he would calmly say “Mikaela, babaunin mo as higaan and pagkain kapag di mo inubos yan” (Mikaela, you will bring the food in your bed when you sleep if you don’t finish that.) And I never dared challenge him on that because the first and last time I did, he really put the food beside me while sleeping.
And so growing up was like that. The nice me is “Michelle” and the naughty me is “Mikaela”, but it was only my father who has the authority and the power to use that name on me. Well, not really by now, my siblings and my mother would do so by now, if they want to tease me and make me cry for missing our father who passed away already.
What’s in it for a name? A lot, especially if it has made you see both sides of the world.
“Hush now Michelle, end this before you even begin to cry”…
Linking to Kate’s Friday – Fun – Another https://aroused.blog/2020/07/18/friday-fun-another/

If #whatdoyousee

if I change my ways,
will you then set me free?
from this cage so small
tied down and trapped?

if I promise I won’t run away
will you tell me something gay
will you free me from this bondage?
or will you just keep me in a cage?

If I try harder to live independently
will you give me my sweet, ultimate freedom?

– says the mouse trapped in the basket, like a pet-


Image credit- Pixabay- S Hermann and F Richter

( For the visually challenged reader, the image shows a tiny mouse sitting in a wicker basket. There are a couple of grocery lists and some dry pantry items in the background)

For Sadje’s  What Do You See? https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/2020/07/20/what-do-you-see-39-20-july-2020/

In My Dreams #glisten #writephoto


Thursday photo prompt: Glisten #writephoto

(For visually challenged writers, the image shows a twilit beach, the sea shimmering in the low light. There are rocky islets silhouetted against the water and what might be a figure, running towards…or away from the waves.)



a sparkling light reflected
upon my dreams
as I chase you down
the crashing tides
the raging waves
my heart keeps racing
as my troubled thoughts
began to settle
upon the sight
of your reflection,
just a reflection
of a memory
for in my sleep
a light glistens
a reality awakens
that you remain
a figment in my dreams
a shadow in the dark
a memory in the past
and never my reality



My World

the world
mine kept goin’
armed with
my mighty pen
and divergent mind
I perceived my world
in a new and different way
finding new patterns
making new connections
turning ideas into reality
making dreams come true

when the
whole world
was grieving
I dared not,
for so many reasons
and the best of
that many reasons
is you
my muse,
my poetry,
my world, and
the love of my life



Many of us have been devastated by the current worldwide pandemic brought about by COVID 19.  some lost their jobs, others were lockdown, while others lost a loved one over the disease or a survivor themselves, but I believe that if there is one common ground that we all share right now is the sad reality that we are apart from our loved ones, friends and even relatives. The strict social distancing policy as part of prevention stops us from seeing or meeting relatives and friends anytime. Unfortunately for others, they have been separated by distance and are unable to travel back home.

This pandemic will run down the history of humanity in as far as it can be recorded. And as devastating as it is, we should not allow this to topple down our spirits, enjoy our lives and have fun with people around us, or in short simply make the most of what we have at the moment, and who we have around.

I have not seen my daughters for months now because of the pandemic, and to say that I miss them is already an understatement because what I feel right now, no amount of words in the dictionary would best fit in to describe.  But nevertheless, life goes on, and we have so many reasons to go on with our lives and make the most out of our current situation.

How am I coping during this pandemic? How I enjoy and have fun with my life in a way most people don’t?

Here are  simple ways you can enjoy and have fun, starting today: (Linking to kate’s Friday Fun – https://aroused.blog/2020/07/11/friday-fun-funny/)

1. Improve your Craft

What are you good at? Cooking? Writing? Painting? Anything that you believed you are good at but just never had the chance to practice and improve due to some obligations and responsibilities that you were committed before the pandemic. If you are a good cook, maybe its time you start a food delivery business. I know of some friends who did that during the pandemic. And they were doing well so far, obviously because people would rather stay at home and order food. Simple to complex menu and dishes are already being ordered and delivered nowadays. If you are a creative person, maybe its time to master your art. There are available online classes that can help you hone your craft.

I turned this pandemic into my greatest advantage, as I have enough time to write. It was during this time that I had made a few international submissions of my poems and have gotten published. If not for the pandemic, I would honestly not have the same opportunity in terms of “time”

2. Just Relax

Find a way to relax and reconnect with ourselves and our inner identity.  Who knows you might actually have already lost your real identity  (https://amanpan.com/2020/07/13/eugis-weekly-prompt-identity-july-13-2020/)because you were so busy dreaming the dreams of other people and chasing career opportunities that were not actually meant for you. So, maybe its time to relax and take a moment to get to know yourself again.

3. Avoid Watching/Reading the News.

There are so much drama and hype online and even offline about the current pandemic. Watching it and following the news every single day, won’t do you good, rather it will add up to your anxiety and will eventually prevent you from being productive.

4. Create Positive Relationships

Make sure you have time to reconnect to people who are making a positive impact on your life. It’s time to identify the ones creating a positive impact and the ones giving you the negative impact, then maybe, nurture those positive relationships and let go of the ones who aren’t doing you good or helping you become a better person.

5. Make a Wish List

Whenever you want to do something, try a new thing, visit a new place, or even simply look for your long lost friend, write it down. Making a list of the things we want and we desire will fuel our hopes that one day we will be able to do it. It makes us dream. And dreams, no matter how big will eventually come true if accompanied by hard work, determination, and proper motivation.

10. Be Active

If you are not a fitness enthusiast, then maybe it’s time you become one. Try yoga, run around your neighborhood, do strength, and toning exercise at home. All these are available online for beginners like you who want to try for the first time. No matter what we say, we all know exercise is and will always be good for our health and our total well being.

11. Be Grateful Always

The pandemic is devastating, yes it’s true. But, there are other things in life that we should be thankful for and grateful for.  Just give thanks, always.

12. Remember Everything Has Its End

The major factor in enjoying life is to accept the fact that no matter what we do and no matter how much we try, some things and circumstances are beyond our control. And so it is important also to remember that the pandemic like anything else will also have its end. We are faced with a very challenging situation, but remember that life is one big cycle of ups and downs.

13. Allow Yourself to be Joyful

I have heard so many people complain about the difficulties of life, and yet they allow themselves to be involved in the drama of life. Maybe it’s time to enjoy a calm, life. Give yourself the chance to enjoy a drama-free life and focus on the simple joys of life every day.


Linking to:

Friday Fun – funny

Eugi’s Weekly Prompt “Identity” July 13, 2020


“What if Snowflakes Don’t Fall in Winter?” (published on Spillwords.com)

Dear fellow writers, poets, and beloved readers,
It is with great pride and honor (and a grateful and joyful heart) that I announce my first Spillwords NYC poem publication  “What if Snowflakes Don’t Fall in Winter?”. 

What if snowflakes don’t fall in winter?
and fresh buds don’t bloom in spring?
or summer doesn’t need sunshine?
nor leaves don’t fall in autumn?

Will you remember how we used to be?


to read more please go to, https://spillwords.com/what-if-snowflakes-dont-fall-in-winter/

Truly, amazing and wonderful things happen to those who patiently and religiously hone their craft. As Buzz Aldrin said, “Timing has always been a key element in my life. I have been blessed to have been in the right place at the right time.”  
We have to wait for the right things to happen at the right time. And while we wait we must ensure to carefully and masterfully craft our skill and talent so that when the right time comes, we will be more than prepared.
The current pandemic has changed our world and the way we live our lives. It has been very devastating and agonizing as we are also faced with so many challenges apart from the pandemic itself. I would like to say, that the pandemic has given me enough time and opportunity to work on my craft. So many good things happen during the lockdown and I believe it would be worth sharing.
When the world seemed to stop, I kept my world goin’.
It was during the lockdown that I finally joined and completed the NaPoWriMo last April 2020 for the first time, in celebration of April as Poetry Month. The challenge is to write one poem, every day for 30 days, following specific writing prompts every day. It was very challenging at first, there were days when I thought I couldn’t keep up with the writing prompt but every time I felt like quitting the challenge, I would read back all the lovely comments of my beloved followers and beloved poet/blogger friends then, I’d keep going again, until I finished.
2. “Again” is published on three platforms, on MEDIUM -an  International Writers and Readers Space, AFRICA WRITERS CARAVAN, and at WOMAWORDS LITERARY PRESS.
This is my first ever international submission and I got selected. “It was difficult to select just ten poems from among the many submitted. There was not one unworthy poem. I’m honored to read them, to read the bios and get introduced to some fine new-to-me poets (whether or not selected for publication here), and to be chosen by Mbizo Chirasha to edit this edition of his heart-child, WOMAWORDS Literary Press.” (Jamie Dedes, Guest editor of the WOMAWORDS 2020 JUNE EDITION.)
I am very honored to be alongside brilliant published and award-winning poets recognized globally. It was an honor indeed.


come sit with me
let’s talk
of how ’twas when
God seemed to rectify
the universe
the world stopped
colors changed
air didn’t move
sky was empty
sounds were muted
everything was the same
yet different

then, a new dawn came
the colors we see are vibrant
the air we breath is fresher
the sky is filled with joyful birds flying
the sounds we hear are hymns
of love and affection
and you can come sit with me
everything is the same
yet different


to read more kindly go check the following links
3. My  Spillwords NYC publication
I only used to visit and read stories and poems written by brilliant poets and storytellers on Spillwords, some of them are also my WordPress favorite writers and poets, but never have I ever imagined I’d also see and read my poem on this prestigious platform for the first time.
4. Currently working on my second book, after the successful local (Malaysia) release of my first book “After – Rain Skies: A Million Stars”
To all my beloved readers and followers and fellow WordPress bloggers and poets and to those who have been really consistent and diligently supporting me since day one, my heartfelt love and gratitude.
Dreams do come true, never give up.!!!
To God be the Glory!!

Home Soon

it was though just yesterday
when I used to hold your tiny hands
as we walked  down the stairs
oh, how you confidently
let go, while others cried in despair
for not wanting to

as days became weeks
and weeks became months
I barely noticed how years flew by
‘cos every moment with you
is a loving moment
of memories to keep
of how our world used to be
until the last days of my life

I never leave you behind
never alone
for you, I will adjust my world
reorganize my life
and dream the dreams
you dream

but my child,
our world has changed
and I have to leave you alone
my heart bleeds
and I am lost
lost of words

remember your dream is my dream
and your hope is my hope
for that, I will be home




( For the visually challenged reader, the image shows an old bearded man standing on a stone staircase that is leading to a tower. In the background you can see mountains enshrouded in clouds)

What do you see # 38 – 13 July 2020

Vista of Hope #vista#writephoto


For Sue’s photo prompt https://scvincent.com/2020/07/09/thursday-photo-prompt-vista-writephoto/



a vista of hope
is opening ahead,
to liberate us
and shed a light
upon this dark
desolate state
where green, verdant hills
and valley of luscious,
beauteous garden
is waiting…
for you and I
then we can
once more
love like
we used to
we can run,
and, where
touch is
and forever
will be, love’s

a vista
of hope
is ahead
to liberate us
from the bondage of fear

Our Song


it’s 3 am and

they’re playing our song

our song that has been

the anthem of my soul

the melody that lulls me to sleep

and tuck me goodnight

yet, here i am

wide awake,

not a sleep wink

I toss and turn, ’till

the break of dawn

night passes by

watching, observing

passerines  continue

their migration flights

throughout the night

upon the darkest

moonless sky

as my desolate

and inquisitive

heart ponders

when will we ever

get to sing our song

together again

once more


Written in response to the following prompts:




Tell Me #whatdoyousee

tell me the good
in the morning
when there ain’t
around you smilin’
with a cup of crisp,
nutty fresh americano,
perfectly paired
with sweet, bitter
chocolate cookie,
and the crunchiness of
crispy, chewy almond nut
tell me the good in the evening
when there ain’t around you
to kiss me goodnight

’til I fall magically asleep
in the warmth of your
loving arms
tell me the good in all that I do
when there ain’t you
to share it with
tell me as I pray
tell me as I hope
tell me as I wish
tell me as I navigate
upon the realm
of dreams and fantasy
tell me, you’ll be there
in my reality


Image credit- Stefan Keller – Pixabay

( For the visually challenged reader, the image shows a woman holding her hands in supplication. In front of her, a hummingbird is hovering in the air. There are flowers in the background)

What do you see # 37 – 6 July 2020