I am an unremarkable writer, she said. “The words you chose is not what We’ve come to expect from you. It will not have an impact of any kind.” My poems have no rhythm, she said. “It has no substance, no indications Of how a traditional poem should sound like. Why doesn’t the end of each line rhyme?” It doesn’t make sense, she said. “You’re … Continue reading The Young Writer and the Teacher
25. Happy Birthday Celine! Congratulations on surviving 25 years. You have officially lived your first quarter of your century. I know it wasn’t easy and I also know how hard you had to fight to get to where you are right now. In gradeschool, you doubted yourself so much that you thought you had no friends. You felt bullied and casted out. You felt alone … Continue reading To Celine, Happy Birthday.
Over the years I have lost track of a lot of things. I was so caught up with my next step, the next goal, the next target – my future – that I have neglected one of the most important things in life. FRIENDSHIP. These people helped and supported me through everything – my success, my failures, my adventures, and through my stupidity and odd … Continue reading A New Year’s Resolution I’m Committing To
There in the middle of the chaotic silence, he sat. Bit by bit, his heart’s slowly breaking. Hope is seeping through the cracks of his physical being and evaporating into nothing. Cold sweat dripping down his neck, landing on the collar of his shirt. ‘Words.’ He thought, ‘How can words hurt him so much?’ He got up and walk out of the room with his head … Continue reading His Breaking Heart