My friends joke I have too many hobbies, Small loves of chasing after umami delights, The high of scaling new heights, The tactile feel of poker chips and gambling thrills, The rush of frosty winds on snowy hills, The immersion into creative stories, Open-world games filling my inventories, Endless fascination with God’s vibrant landscapes, AndContinue reading “Different Kind of Hurt”
Category Archives: poetry
Gentle and Lowly
Strong. Why does everyone want to be strong? Only those who want to be strong don’t know the pain of having no choice but to be strong. Or perhaps they were tired of being weak. My friends tell me that I’m strong—the silent and reliable type who always knows what to do when things goContinue reading “Gentle and Lowly”
Other Woman
Do you ever get that sensation… Of discomfort in your stomach, Or the feeling of a hand, Tightening around your neck, Stealing the air from your lungs? The discomfort creeps its way into your body, And makes the mind a fragile mirror maze, When you begin to wonder what was real, Where the truth startsContinue reading “Other Woman”
Your Place Is Here
My child, I know you’re hurting. I know it is your desire to please me, but know that I have given you this time to rest. You need not work for my love, as it is freely given to you. Trust in me and my promises that I have everything under control. I have notContinue reading “Your Place Is Here”
Everything Has Its Place
You tell me, everything has its place, A book on a bookshelf, A couch cushion on a couch, And you, right here, exactly where you are. But right where I am, nobody needs me. Right where I am, nobody loves me. For what purpose have you placed me here?I have eagerly waited for your command,Continue reading “Everything Has Its Place”
Modern-Day Malaise and Marmalade
Mondays aren’t usually people’s favourite day of the week. They’re muddled with the feelings of slothfulness when begrudging bodies awaken from their weekend benders. But I don’t mind Mondays. For they reset my body clock and remind me what day of the week it is. It’s a time for making plans and organising the weekContinue reading “Modern-Day Malaise and Marmalade”
(Un)conditional
Is it wrong to want to be heard? Do you mean what you say When you tell me, You love me no matter what? I hear the words from your mouth, And see your optimistic smile, But feel the uncomfortable tension When you take my hand in yours. You tell me it’s safe here In this warmContinue reading “(Un)conditional”
Never Alone
I have seen stars spread across the sky And billions of sand grains blanketing beaches Off the east coast of my home. There have been geese with scary teeth, And leaves that turn red at the touch of autumn, Yet, we’re so quick to forget the one who made it. In grand miracles and nature’sContinue reading “Never Alone”
Cereal Mix
If the past two weeks of my life were a bowl of cereal, It would be as if a toddler had grabbed All the different types of cereal from the pantry And added every single one to his bowl; And he would clumsily spill a little Onto the countertop each time he went back forContinue reading “Cereal Mix”
Summer Rain
The seasons changed from spring to summer During a festivity of gift-giving and family drama. It was a typical Australian Christmas, Full of temperamental weather and no sun in sight. Who decided on such a gloomy season That was supposed to be full of joy and no plight? I expected a summer of grandeur underContinue reading “Summer Rain”
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