Someone once told me that life will throw things that I can definitely handle. I'm not fully convinced but I still take it on with conviction.
This poem speaks strongly about how society restricts us to what is considered normal. Even today, being different is still a spectacle for some and I would like to spill over my thoughts about it through an anguish cry of my persona in this poem.
3 months passed by and I am here again, pouring out thoughts on depression. Still fighting but the thread's again, thinning out.
A poem that talks about a positive mindset about opportunities. We may take precautions and overthink but sometimes a little bit of a reckless jump is all it takes to experience a memorable journey.
Three short poems that talks about living life: being fully aware of rejection and how imperfect we can be but managing to still keep a positive outlook amidst all of the negativity in the world.
A poem dedicated for those who are finding it hard to overcome their loss. It is painful and it will surely take time, but little by little you will heal as you reminisce all your precious memories with your loved one.
A fantasy poem that talks about being true to one's identity. Here lies the thoughts during the escape of the scoundrel who danced.
A collection of haiku describing forces that surrounds humans: celestial, elements and presence.
A fantasy poem that talks about being true to one's identity. Here lies the dance of the innocent turned scoundrel.
"Two souls existed, bonded with fate they collided only through the passage of time. They don't deserve your pity but the memory of them existing is... pity itself." A narrative poem that talks about destiny and separation.
"Every story must come to an end, specially if I'm the only one holding on to the feeling of loving you and to my memory of you who taught me about love." A poem about how hard it is to move on, so hard that time can't even change.
Regrets from years before plague me even until now. I am the coward who let time torture me but... I am also the coward who tried to solve it by materializing it in a piece.
"I suffered but I survived but who knows until when. Maybe until my desperate cry becomes finally visible?" A poem that talks about depression and that everyone may suffer from it. This poem also serves as a reminder to be mindful of our actions.
A difficult time in my life where I stopped believing in my capabilities, my confidence dwindling and my vision in everything, slowly fading.