Fierce, Fearless and…

She is fierce and fearless. Fierce for clinging to a tattered, tough life. Fierce for voicing what she thinks is right. Fierce for loving those she loves. Fierce for always, always standing up! Fearless for saying what is true. Fearless for always starting anew. Fearless for either praise or boo. Fearless for loving but not… Continue reading Fierce, Fearless and…

To the Holder of my life’s map

I know You since I’m three or two. You know life’s hell that I’ve been through. Up, down, and up again Rollercoaster life feels like I’m in vain. Surrender, that’s what I did, as I sink in the sea of grief. My dream is dead, I said to self, as I smell my failure’s stench.… Continue reading To the Holder of my life’s map

Seasons’ Winds

Almost four months from now, I’ll be turning 25. It recently dawned on me, oh, what have I done with my life? I’ve studied hard and earned honors, but my ultimate dream still feels too far. I’m working hard but monetary state remains harsh.Yet looking back, I know my family and I are already far… Continue reading Seasons’ Winds

First Prayer

A chain smoker. A decade-long drug addict. An abusive and unfaithful husband. An irresponsible father. Yes. That’s me. It is surely surprising for you to see me here. Seating in the middle of your holy house. Honestly, I never planned to go to you. I have never went to you, in fact. Maybe the first… Continue reading First Prayer

The Coming Out

Come out courage, fuel nervous mind. Come out hope, help tired soul stand. Come out joy, pick body out of bed. Come out faith, paint dull world red. Come out love, slice heart open and bare. Come out muse, spill words mouth can't say.   — ©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved. Photo credit: Unsplash In… Continue reading The Coming Out

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… Continue reading Twinkling Sky