Posted in Writing, tagged Creative Writing, Poetry on September 23, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
♫ Paint me a story of the ever-changing world,
Write me a black and white photograph to hold,
And whenever I see,
At a stand-still I’ll be,
Remembering the times gone by,
Looking up at that silver sky,
As the words of the world pass me by…
There’s nothing that I can do for you any longer,
Not a whisper of smiles or [...]
Posted in Writing, tagged Creative Writing, Poetry on May 9, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
You asked for the rain to fall down
and cover you with bittersweet thunder
now here come the raindrops
slipping in through the windowpane cracks
I want you to know that I too
Understand
but you don’t wanna give me the chance
So I will keep my piece and peace and live forevermore
without you
I can survive this monsoon
of tears falling down on
windowsill looking at [...]
Posted in Writing, tagged Creative Writing, Poetry on May 8, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Pain… grows
Pain… hurts one so much that healing is no longer within reach
Pain… kills
Pain… disguises
Breathes
Lives
Hunts.
Yet more is it prey than predator
This thing we call pain
for it is in the mercy of one who feels it
Its victim has more control over it
than it does over itself.
Pain… shrivels
Pain… fears knowledge of its weakness
Pain… dies
Someday
One day
When one learns [...]
Posted in Writing, tagged Creative Writing, Poetry on April 21, 2009 | 1 Comment »
“Life is like an onion: you peel it off one layer at a time, and sometimes you weep”
- Carl Sandburg
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Life is like an Onion
It makes you cry
and it looks really crappy
but once you peel off that first layer
it starts to look a little better
(still makes you cry though)
but as soon as you put in in [...]
Posted in Writing, tagged Creative Writing on January 25, 2009 | 2 Comments »
She was on the hunt. Her next assignment was a prominent member of the royal family, and she shook with anticipation – this was going to bring in enough gold for a lifetime. Enough to feed her and the child for a long time.
Maybe long enough that she wouldn’t have to kill again.
As the carriages [...]
Posted in Writing, tagged Creative Writing on January 16, 2009 | 1 Comment »
I’d never exactly trusted computers – and with my luck, the one time I booked an airline ticket online, it had been given away to someone else. This had posed somewhat of a problem at the airport. After almost two hours of arguing with the manager of the airlines and presenting all my evidence of [...]
Posted in Writing, tagged Creative Writing on January 12, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
There was absolutely, positively, undeniably no way he would do that… even for his little sister, who he loved more than life itself.
It was just so… so…. humiliating.
And yet, there he was, sitting on the miniature blue stool.
“Oh Nicky,” Jenny squealed in her high-pitched six-year-old voice, a hairbrush in hand. “You look so pretty!”
His pout [...]
Posted in Writing, tagged Creative Writing on January 11, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
It wasn’t meant for me to read, seeing as how it was about me, against me. But I happened to chance upon that half thought out remark.
And that was when I realized; no matter how much I think myself above people’s influence, above their demeaning glances and acidic thoughts – I truly am not.
Trying to [...]
Posted in Writing, tagged Creative Writing on January 7, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
“No.”
“Yes.”
“No.”
“Please?”
“Do you really think that thi-”
“I’ll take care of it. I promise I will!”
“That’s what you said with the fish, the gerbil, the five mice, the iguana, and the dog.”
“But this is different!”
“Let me just make my point – poop is not exactly the most pleasant thing in the world.”
“But mom, this… doesn’t poop.”
“If it [...]
Posted in Writing, tagged Creative Writing on January 1, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
2009 has dawned.
Another year of
living
loving
learning
and laughing
I can’t wait for all the things to come.
And in anticipation for it, I decided to challenge myself this year: write a short piece each week, in different styles.
I am optimistic (as is everyone in their first post) and hope that this optimism won’t decelerate in the near – or [...]
