Tag Archives: prose

Sundowns of Summer

25 Jun

Even more excruciating than the summer heat was the wait for the dusks that took almost forever to come. For she desired nothing more than to experience the wave of silence that washed over the city as the sunk began to sink, to feel that time is after all, unstill and constantly changing.


The Ascension

24 Jun

And when the sorrows of this world pulled me into the ground, it was Your love that gave me the power and the will to ascend. It was my belief in You that made me strong; strong enough to spin a tornado under my feet, to lift me over the skies and into Your warm embrace.


14 Jan

In any moment, we may live a dream that we don’t want to see the end of.

It was in the serenity of a moment such as this, that I once learned what it is like to fall madly in love.

Child of Darkness

9 Jan

Maybe it had been a dream, or a voice that you could hear only when silence surrounded you. Nevertheless, it was then, in the darkest hour of the night, that the truth finally became as clear as day. And you began to realize that the darkness wasn’t there to blind you, but to hide everything else that hid the truth from you all along.


8 Jan

Don’t waste what little time you have got left on emotions from the past. Look ahead with the enlightment your eyes have gained, your heart has felt,and your mind has finally grasped. That is the purpose of reflection – to not just understand what happened and why, but to make sure your future is not a mirror image of your past. Use it to decide what you need to do, to hold on to, to let go off – to become what your best self could be.


21 Sep

Isolate me from the bedlam I have been living in

Unravel me as I intertwine in your mystery

I’ll mask your truth concealed inside you

Till they may see us, yet still never see us.

Yin Yang

9 Nov

He is my other half. What I am no more, he is now. Where I am rough edges shaded in black and white, he is the dream in color, the uncomplicated, the ideal. He is the clarity when I am the clouds. He is the day, harmonious with the night I am. He is my other half, playing yang to my yin.

Stolen Light

3 Nov

There’s a stolen light that has the power to take over all of me, captivate me in a manner nothing ever has. Not true love, not even the hate I feel so easily, has left me so powerless, so submissive. After all, who isn’t mesmerized by a thief that shamelessly shines its greatest heist for the world to see?


12 Aug

Happiness is sometimes a difficult emotion to put into words, because it can be so hard to understand. Maybe this is what makes one so hesitant towards feeling it – it’s rare, it’s extraordinary. It may even be blind – somewhat selfish – for it can exist without guilt. It makes others frown upon those who have found it, because it is so enviable at the same time. But it’s a gift, that knocks on everyone’s door, many still confused about its actuality to begin to let it in.

Birth A Devil

24 Jul

I still see you, living your mundane routine, never able to see me. I watch you as no burden is too heavy for you anymore, And despite that hollow pit in my stomach, I smile – because I taught you how to curve up your mouth again. I taught you how to face your fears and I taught you the art of slaying your demons. I taught you how to find happiness, which eventually drove you away from me. Your happiness cost me mine, and has birthed a devil inside me that wishes to take it all away from you, just so you would return to where you have always felt your safest.