Saturday, October 21, 2017

A Letter to MOM

Mummy,
I'm brimming over with pain. There is a vacuum around me even though having a high profile status.
I'm squeezed, wanna come to you, wanna stand firmly.
Call me as a child. 
I don't wanna see the word 'busy' in my dictionary again.
I'm yours only yours.

Monday, October 16, 2017

It's your ink.



 
GOOGLE IMAGE

I poured it 
Through the pages 
For the years,

My words 
Your gleam, 

What do you think 
It's your ink.

What you focus

  "Your thoughts are the brushstrokes that paint the canvas of your reality. What you focus on is what will eventually grow and shape t...