“Don’t fall in love with a woman who reads, a woman who feels too much, a woman who writes.
Saturday, January 28, 2017
Friday, January 27, 2017
One love story
Maybe the night sky loves the daylight so much,
But everytime he tries to grasp her in his hand,
His darkness would end up consuming
All her lights and brightness
Until she is left with nothing but
Darkness and only a handful of bright lights,
Shining from tiny little stars
But everytime he tries to grasp her in his hand,
His darkness would end up consuming
All her lights and brightness
Until she is left with nothing but
Darkness and only a handful of bright lights,
Shining from tiny little stars
Tuesday, January 24, 2017
Universe
And I tell the universe about my dreams and hopes and plans, praying that the universe will not play any games with me and grant me everything I have ever wished for.
But the universe laughs in return and without me knowing anything, the universe has already conspired to make everything turn upside down.
All my hopes and dreams: gone, like ashes being blown away by the unforgiving night's wind. Like autumn leave being stepped on by people over and over again.
But the universe laughs in return and without me knowing anything, the universe has already conspired to make everything turn upside down.
All my hopes and dreams: gone, like ashes being blown away by the unforgiving night's wind. Like autumn leave being stepped on by people over and over again.
Thursday, January 12, 2017
Earth
How could you not fall in love with the earth?
Her cheeks are covered with freckles full of constellations that anyone would die to trace.
Her cheeks are covered with freckles full of constellations that anyone would die to trace.