Dreamworld…Real world…It doesn’t matter as long as you believe it’s true. When you saw a similar meaning in the real world and you believe you are meant to see it, that’s when the dream becomes a part of you. I’m not a lucid dreamer. I dream every night without knowing it’s a dream. I consider… More We Live in Different Worlds
Orb of night – the moon The night was clear yet I was held captive by a specific orb of light. I let out a droplet of crystal inside me. A sigh came out with my breath and I hoped that sooner this feeling fades. The sheets were cold, fists were clenched, a muted tone… More Orb of Night
I wonder why people change their attitude based on other people’s character. How drastic a man can alter from a face to another. Is it human instinct? Our mind is a mess. If a man looks happy and bright, we can easily smile in their presence. When they look sinister, a whole new appearance cover… More Human Instinct
A silent night. You hear the sound of crickets. The air feels cold in your cheeks. Your feet are down from the swing you sat on. The blankets are soft in your skin. Under the stars, your eyes wander the ocean blue where the moonshine dances. A peaceful night indeed. The past storm was long… More Crickets
Humans tend to look for a spitting image of themselves. They search for another person with the same interest, love and values. But throughout the process of finding the right match, there are circumstances and challenges far ahead. I had my own challenges and mismatches. I thought love was only a game to share others… More Mirror Image
What if memories were temporary? For instance, you won’t remember what happened yesterday. Does that mean you can have a fresh start every time? Maybe then, the pain won’t come back again and again. Perhaps something good will grow in place of the bad. Instead of recalling the past, it’s always new. To begin again… More What if Memories were Temporary?
Like feathers, my principles flew away. My will was shattered. Hopes and dreams might as well give up on me. Every time I come back to reality, my emotions were erased. One by one. Like leaves in November. Like feathers, I’m light but soaked in water and continued to drown. I drowned until my body… More Feathers
I tell myself what I truly feel. I confess my doubts. But am I brave enough?In fact, I can’t reach the things that make me happy. I’m not that brave to say what I think. Maybe that’s how I should be since I had the courage to show my name. My virtue. I show my… More Am I Brave?
Berserk-i. (adjective) out of control with anger or excitement, wild or frenzied I went berserk…Same shit, different day.I’m uncontrollable. I get angry. I get wild. I even decided my fate but the same crap happens over and over. My head hurts…I covered a chasm.But I still fall in the same hole. I’m freaking buried with every… More She Went Berserk
Imagine you are riding a motorcycle at the side of a mountain where you see the sun setting on the west. What do you feel?… More A Pillion Passenger