My Current Reflections

Sometimes a lot can happen in a short amount of time that it feels like so many years in one year. And this can teach a lot. Below, I’ll share some things that I learned/discovered in the past few months: 1. You don’t always have to do it on your own. Sometimes it takes a... Continue Reading →

Work in Progress – A Poem

I like the new me, And the versions of myself That I have yet to meet. The current me Is the result Of the things that I've been through, And the future versions of me Are the results Of my future experiences. All these events, Life lessons, Pains, joy, Laughter, and tears That I'm in... Continue Reading →

If I’m Being Honest – A Poem

If I'm being honest I don't feel okay. I feel like there's a clutch  Around my heart, So tight that I can barely breathe. I attempt to cry To unburden my soul With all the gloominess I sense, Only to shed a few forced tears. This doesn't help, It doesn't feel better. The grip is... Continue Reading →

The Earthquake Time

* Disclaimer: The featured image isn't from the recent earthquakes. Early hours on Monday, Feb 6th, 2023, I was awakened with the sound of my bedroom door. At first I thought that it was Gato (our cat) who was trying to open the door so I ignored the noise. Then I felt my bed shaking... Continue Reading →

The Smiley Girl – A Short Story

Trigger Warning: The following story is based on real-life events and talks about suicide. That February day back in 2008, I was a middle school student. I had school at noon shift and was preparing myself at around 11:40 a.m. Half an hour later, my best friend, Zoya, knocked on the door. She used to... Continue Reading →

The Cloud of Negativity

I know the year I am mentioning is one that none of us wants to remember. But it’s important for this blog post as the events happened then. So we, humans, started the year 2020 with hopes, new goals, and new plans. But life doesn’t go as planned, and in the very beginning of 2020,... Continue Reading →

My 3 a.m. Thoughts

It's 3 a.m. Insomnia has knocked on my door I let it in willingly Because it'll come in Either way So what's the point Of fighting it?  It's 3 a.m. And my insomnia Is pulling the sleep away From my tired eyes As if I don't deserve to rest  When there is insomnia There are... Continue Reading →

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