Twinkling Sky

The black blanket adorned with little twinkling lights stared silently as my gazing eyes let the pregnant, salty tears fall. My feet, soaked against cold knee-high flood caused by the constant battle between the moon and the earth, are both wrinkled and chilled. Yet deep inside, my weary soul is wrapped with warmth— warmth after […]

Summer Choir

I still remember: the gentle rush of the calm yet humming cerulean ocean as it hugs the waiting sun-bathed sand and silent shells ashore; the sweet whisper of the whistling wind as it combs the golden grass strands who always beg for more; and then the loud yet soothing klee-ew sounds of the winged gulls […]

The Jar’s Secret

A frail, pellucid, deformed, indistinct, cylindrical jar towering above unkempt, blotchy, matte drawer sits silently among empty, hollow bottles. Inside hides the ashen remains of your once iridescent, glistening soul, I still remember how I carefully pour after I watch you burn in whole. — ©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved. Photo credit: Unsplash In […]

Blue Hole

Basked in between the cerulean sky and the silent sea of bluebells, my soul is silently sinking ‘neath the hole of void and blue, as my aqua eyes search for you. — ©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved. Photo credit: Unsplash   In response to dVerse‘s Poetics:Breathing Blue by De of WhimyGhizmo. Read her own blue-inspired poem here. […]

Unexpected Fall

I’m no hopeless romantic. My mind has always won over my heart, making it always realistic. I don’t look forward to forever. I choose to relish what I have today. I don’t believe in love at first sight. I believe love is a constant, daily fight. I never thought I would fall for you. Actually, […]

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 […]