Somewhere along my journey
to the highs and the lows,
I lost the ability to fear
the scary and the unsure—
this is me, soldiering on.
Oct 11, 2017
Oct 11, 2017 at 1:17 PM UTC
she is a thousand rising suns shedding life to everyone around her;
he is a hundred raging seas breaking every ship he conquers;
Sep 22, 2017
Sep 22, 2017 at 9:18 PM UTC
Behind all these coffeeshop writings and library scribbles, the story of how our souls intertwined was the one I loved writing the most.
Sep 22, 2017
Sep 22, 2017 at 9:18 PM UTC
I grew up in a Muslim country
Where the culture is different;
Dress codes, cuisines, sceneries, and peaceful people,
Different from your local news' bombing news content.
I met different people at my old school, all of which are my friends;
Of different ethnicities, culture, and religion.
Despite our major differences, we treated each other as one;
We built a bond that is not made for oblivion.
I am lucky to grow up experiencing having a Muslim and a Christian for a friend,
I get invited to holidays like Christmas and Ramadan.
I get to see and feel the best of both worlds,
And respect for each religion is the key to living as one.
I wrote this to serve as an eye-opener
That the terrorists that you see on the news are not my Muslim brothers;
For when terror is claimed in Islam's name,
They disrespect the Islamic belief and teachings when they make that claim.
We need to live in a world where people thinks critically—
A world with no woman with a hijab is stared at disrespectfully;
A world where nobody uses Islam as a sign of terror;
A world with no discriminations, just peace and tranquility.
I hope we also learn cultural sensitivity,
For religion differences aren't something to joke about and be tagged with petty comedy.
Respect is what we need to have a peaceful community,
And if we really want to live in a world free from disquieting thoughts and emotions,
Let this all start with you and me.
Mar 24, 2017
Mar 24, 2017 at 4:01 PM UTC
A person who makes "I love you" and "I'm not going to leave you" mean the same thing.
Oct 23, 2016
Oct 23, 2016 at 6:59 PM UTC
Just a daisy on a field of roses,
A plain boring white sock over a colorful one;
Never was a second to none.
Oct 6, 2016
Oct 6, 2016 at 10:33 AM UTC
You came with rainbows for hellos,
and left with hurricanes for goodbyes.
Oct 6, 2016
Oct 6, 2016 at 10:26 AM UTC
Kaibigan,
Hindi ka ba nagsasawa?
Sa pagkapit sa isang relasyong
ikaw nalang ang may sandata?
At ang tanging kalaban
ay ang taong ipinaglalaban;
Ipinipilit manalo sa digmaan
na kung saan lahat ay talunan—
At ang pagkapanalo ay makakamit
sa pamamagitan lamang ng pagsuko.
Kaibigan,
Itigil mo na ang iyong kalbaryo.
Itaas mo na ang puting bandila,
Bitiwan mo na ang iyong sandata,
Dahil ang rason ng iyong paglaban
ay sinukuan ka na.
Aug 26, 2016
Aug 26, 2016 at 4:56 PM UTC
Do you remember the story of how I broke my ankle when I was 15? Of how badly hurt and scared I was? Of how vulnerable and weak I was?
When you left me,
I felt 15 again.
Jul 17, 2016
Jul 17, 2016 at 11:53 AM UTC
You're the kind of poem whose words are written in red lipstick on my bedroom mirrors:
it screams danger.
Jul 15, 2016
Jul 15, 2016 at 4:33 PM UTC