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I looked at you and was reminded of whom I once knew She used to be just like you too all around the town, displaying her gloom Why so blue? Why take it out on me too? I had no idea what went on ...


Sometimes, you don’t feel like knowing much or more than you (feel the) need to. Sometimes you know way too much and wish you could just stay plain ignorant. You know, pretending that you didn’t....


“How’s he doing?” There was more in your question, something else in your expression A pair of bloodshot eyes a cringe instead of a smile It didn’t take long to realise “We haven’t spoken to each...


It’s been over two years. The Ex-Guardian of The Isolated Castle has begun to love being on an exile. In fact, exile feels more like home, although technically - it does not really belong to her....


Opposites attract, until at least one of them cracks It’s just an undeniable fact Just a temporary madness which thankfully didn’t last They all say it’s for the best No father’s son but Mama’s u...


Why are you / do you want to be friends with LGBTQs? First of all, why not? That question sounds the same as: “Why are you befriending an atheist/ why do you like wearing red?” We don’t know ab...


She was ready to strike, an ice queen with her coldest blast It would be more paralysing than a frostbite, a hypothermia to the max She was waiting for your return, the one who’d nearly got her c...


I’ve been so emotional lately. As usual, a lot of things are happening at once. It’s hard to find time to process everything mentally. I’m happy…and exhausted at the same time. I’ve been busy wor...


Never let guys like him erode your faith, filling your broken heart with nothing but hate It’s a waste to wait for the one who’s never even been worth it Don’t take the bait He’s up for another r...


Some people would very much like to return to you just to bring back that fiery sensation and the cold afterglow Prepare your armour Stand your ground Whether you’ll survive or not You still don’...


I remember my birthday when I was in elementary school. I think I was about nine or ten. Some friends greeted me. However, there was this group of mean classmates who were chanting cruelly: ”Sela...


The world is going crazy What else can surprise me? More drama and disasters strike More trauma and compassion that lacks Where do we go from here? Is The Hour already near? Do we share the same ...


So far, these are the things that have been on my mind, even before September is here: Writing deadlines - all at once! Hazel Eyes’ departure on September 23. Yay for one and tears for two....


We took each other for granted Back then, every thing felt jaded We were too busy with our own chaotic minds, not even to find a little time to assess the whole situation No room for real talk; j...


Alright, August is almost over. September is approaching soon. I’m getting even busier and unsure whether I’ll still have the time to write in here. Wait, scratch the last part, please. I have to...


The ghost of your past has delivered the news, giving you a heads-up What’s that all about? What does he want this time? For long, you’ve drawn the line said your last goodbye No more those usele...


My dear sweet Hazel Eyes, I remember when you first asked me about what I’d like to do for my birthday, about two years ago. I shrugged, telling you that I didn’t feel like it. You frowned and w...


It is not something easy to bring up again, even after about four years or so. Looking back, I am not proud of what I did and I still have regrets. I have to admit this, though: I was an ...


I am not a chase I am not your conquest I don’t need to impress Being me is what I know best I’m not putting you on a test by playing hard to get, making you second guess I shouldn’t be obligated...


Alright, you might be wondering what I’m talking about. The Lit Squad? Well, this is nothing like what Taylor Swift owns. (Not like I care, though.) I’ve come up with it and some of my friends in...


If you ask me, I’m not really sure how I’ve got to nickname myself The Wordplay Warrior. I’m a poet, a fiction writer, a freelance translator, and a part-time English teacher. How do I manage my ...


Monsters are real They keep spreading terror and fear That’s part of their chosen fate; a lifetime deal even when their nasty tricks and twisted plots are often unclear More monsters have appeare...


No need to tell me that once again, the time has come We’re down to the end of the line as we part with Ramadan with its night of 1000 months… No need to tell me that I haven’t done enough How do...


My brother had this random idea of our get-together that Saturday night. Not having seen them for a while, I jumped at the idea right away. I’d asked Hazel Eyes to accompany me there, but he was ...


Since Eid holiday is approaching, I’m just writing this. I know I haven’t really written more about myself. Well, even if I sort of have, they are often in the forms of poetry. I don’t know why. ...