Ghost

It has always been my dream to become a writer, a journalist might be the proper term. To see my name in the prestigious by-line of the story that I wrote, would feel like I won a much-coveted Olympic gold. I never knew until college, that Nanay (mother) shares the same dream. I should’ve figured […]

A Writer’s Fear

For me writing is like breathing with words. But honestly, I am afraid of writing. Afraid that no one will pay attention. Afraid that no one will read the characters I hone. Afraid that it will not be worthwhile. Afraid that feedbacks will be as bitter as bile. Afraid that efforts will just be put […]

A Mother’s Wish

In this light-less blood-filled room, my screaming thoughts escape my head, my stubborn heart’s beating, I wish I was dead. I wish to smell your innocent scent. Experts say newborn’s fragrance is like drugs. I wish to be high on you, even once. I wish to feel the softness of your skin. They say your […]

Bad Goodbye

Bad Goodbye You said it’s unintended farewell, but your eyes shows you’re lying, lying, lying. You can’t even look straight to me, as my tears starts flowing, flowing, flowing. As I try to keep my broken heart beating, beating, beating, you closed the door, and leave me with no air for breathing, breathing, breathing. — ©2016 Rosemawrites@A […]

Lay and Let

Lay and Let Lay my bare unclothed soul, ‘neath the bright smiling sun, let calming sea of greens, be our bed for one more time, let bird’s sweet soft songs, be our own private choir, let me rest, ‘tween your arms, hear our hearts beating as one. — ©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved. Photo […]