writing brown aesthetic

What’s the Hardest Thing to Write?

Lately, writing has been one of the things I forgot how to do. Trying to come up with something, even just a word, has become such a tedious task that I just stopped trying. Did I exhaust all the words inside me? It was frustrating, to say the least. But if we will go back … Continue reading What’s the Hardest Thing to Write?

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word of the year

Word of the Year + why I don’t like to write poems anymore

I chose the word to remind myself that I have a control over my brain instead of the other way around.

A Year After

This time last year, it was raining while the dancing lights kept ablaze. And with cold fingers, I let the breeze seeped in. Since then, winter lives on in me. The snow burns, but it keeps me going; The heart bleeds, but it keeps on beating.  The emerald against the blue tapestry. I will remember. … Continue reading A Year After

the longest night review

Book Review | The Longest Night

You can't always be somebody's 'forever'.
Sometimes you're just their 'summer' or their 'little while' ...
Sometimes not even that.
Sometimes the closest you'll get is their 'almost' or their 'maybe'.
And when they leave, the best you can hope for is to be their 'what if' or 'remember when' ...
Because you can't always be somebody's 'forever' ...
even if they were yours.

—The Saddest Truth of All

I was too busy breathing underwater; I forgot about you

Neither of you is a mirage. You both live in me with striking intensity.

Maybe This Is What It Means To Bleed Words

Why can't I write happy poems? I've realized that we want to get rid of sadness, so we write it down. It will be immortalized in words, sure, but it's a release nonetheless. On the other hand, we want to conceal happiness—inside us. Until we are filled with it. Maybe that's why Lang Leav said that "all sad people write". 

#TWLOHA : STAY | WORLD SUICIDE PREVENTION DAY

This is not to trigger anyone. This is to spread awareness. This is my bleeding heart but hopeful soul. Please stay clean with me.

Movie Review | 100 Tula Para Kay Stella

A collision of music and poetry! I'm in love.