This is a piece in response to Weekly Prompt.
i was walking aimlessly
and had been in deep thought
without any sense of time
in front of a fork in the road
i was standing with a vacant stare
a fierce strife started in my head
i wonder
should i turned right?
‘cause nothing left for me
should i turned left?
‘cause nothing feels right anymore
Here’s my response to #CrimsonsCreativeChallenge159 host by Crispina.
And also to join Dversepoets.
the wind blew softly
you tucked a strain of my hair
behind my right ear
you believed that every girl
deserve to be treated right
you always come up with a way
that made me feel like i’m the luckiest girl alive
walking side by side
hand in hand along the road
the one that we passed since our school days
filled with our young and dumb youth memories
our friends said they saw you in a bar
with a new girl in your arm
i told them i knew
i saw you two walked down the very same road we used to strolled together
does it remind you of me?
#CCC159
Crispina is the host for Crimson’s creative challenge #158.
Seated high in the nine heavens
Ruling over the earth
Majestic but filled with bloods
Humans endless greeds
For power, pride and validation
They’d do anything
Even the preposterous one
But now,
The throne is left behind
Alone in the middle of nowhere
Dusty and rusty
Surrounded by nothing but emptiness
Sadje is the host for #WhatDoYouSee challenge. It’s been a while since the last time I join this. I hope you enjoy my poem.
A girl who was once a fool
She gave the key to her heart so easily
For anyone who gave her a bit of attention
Maybe because of the lack of affection she received
Maybe because she lost a father figure Maybe because she’d been never good enough for her mother
A girl who was once a fool
Now locked the door
And kept the key hanging
Waiting for the right person to open it again
#WhatDoYouSee
#WDYS
GC and Sue W are the host for this weekly prompt. They asked us to share something about QUIET.
I like to indulge myself in various activities. Gathering with different communities and meeting new people excite me. I love to improve myself through several workshops or some social activities.
Nowadays, I have more responsibilities to take care of. I got tired easily. So, one of my escapism is to be alone in a quiet place. Either in my room with books or netflix or in a peaceful forest.
Lucky me, there’s a little forest near my house where people seldom passed through it. I feel like I found my safe haven.
Here’s some pictures I took around the forest.
“Life’s most precious moments are not all loud or uproarious. Silence and stillness has its own virtues.”― Kilroy J. Oldster
#WeeklyPrompt
It’s my first time join in weeklyprompt, Weekly Prompt – Colour Challenge Blue
The first thing that came to my mind when I heard the word blue is sky. Well, sometimes it gets cloudy and stormy. But when the sky is clear and blue, it could be comforting for some reasons.
Whenever I have a bad day, I like to look up at the sky. Just sat down and tilt my head up, admiring the nature. It’s been one of my favorite healing therapy.
Eugi is the host for this prompt. I’m gonna write a poem as usual. I don’t know, I think it’s easier for me to write a response to any prompt with a poetry. Let me know what do you think about it in the comment section below. Thank you and hope you enjoy 🙂
Chasing the Night
Wheeling around the moon
Round and round we go
You, me and the wheel
Chasing the night
Make friends with the scary monsters
Embrace our fears
No more running from the past
But wheeling together to the future
Should be a safe haven Should be a place to feel reassured Should be a comfort zone However Mine is a superficial one Mine is a broken one Mine is a war zone Maybe That's why I'm feeling strayed That's why I'm yearning desperately That's why I'm searching hopelessly For my kind of 'Home Sweet Home'.
In response to Eugi’s weekly prompt at https://amanpan.com/2020/09/07/eugis-weekly-prompt-home-sweet-home-september-7-2020/
Picture from https://www.lovethispic.com/image/134168/fairy-pumpkin-house
I’m gonna submit a piece for another picture prompt held by Glen.
For these past weeks, I was unable to write a proper post, not even one. And it frustrates me even more because I have so many ideas in my head, yet I couldn’t pour it out appropriately.
Just like the tree on the picture below, it felt like I was chained down and trapped inside an infinite abyss.
Thank you, Glen. This wonderful picture truly evokes my spirit back.
So, this is the post for the last day of August. I hope I could write more in September.
Wish of a Tree
I dreamt of reaching the sky
Yearned for a pair of wings
Wished to fly freely
Like those birds
Nested on my branches
Sadly, I was made to be grounded
My roots run deeply in the soil
I dreamt of reaching the sky
Wondered how it feels like to touch the stars
I heard that the world is vast and beyond
How does it feel to liberally roaming around?
What a pity!
I couldn’t even walk on earth
For my legs have been chained down by mother nature
My Remedy 