egg out of
your hard-outside,
shell of hate,

hardened by
society’s caging
cruel words
of unbelief.
crack the

calcium carbonate
crystal, with
each drumming of
your tired yet

unrelenting heart,
create a freeing hole
of hope. welcome
the sunrays of faith.


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In response to dVerse Quadrille #53 – Egg

When My Demons Win

Tonight I will let my demons win. Go envy, speak yourself.

Ask why among my friends I have the lowest almost minimum-wage salary. Why it’s easy to increase theirs, but hard for me. I only want to provide for my family, to buy my mom some groceries, while my friends mostly spend their money on luxuries.

Ask why the most demanding but almost lowest paying account was given to me, while the new three clients were given to my co-worker. Why new opportunities are given to her, while my brain aches in my corner. Why while I am prompt and driven, no favor to me was given?

Tonight I will let my demons win. Go insecurity speak yourself.

Ask why my pimples won’t stop growing. He knows I have no money to buy clearing skin products, yet He lets me get uglier. Ask why I can’t lost weight. Even when I’m starving myself.

Tonight I will let my demons win. Go frustration, speak yourself.

Ask why does my sister fail a subject? He knows my meagre salary can barely save for her tuition but He let her fail and take summer class. It cost me more money, and her scholarship. Now I have to save more though I will not get more.

Tonight I will let my demons win. Go selfishness speak yourself.

Ask why is it easy for me to buy my siblings and parents’ clothes and shoes while my office wear are mostly my rich aunt’s hand-me-down blouse and skirts? Why can’t I buy books I wanted to read but easily purchase treats for my sibs? Why can’t I satisfy my wants even though I provide for my family’s needs?

Tonight I will let my demons win. Tonight I will let my tears fall. To defeat my demons I should let them out. To clear my eyes I should let my tears go.

Tonight I will let depression in. Tomorrow I’ll believe again.

Tonight I will let my demons win. Tomorrow I will defeat them again.

A Sign


For the ninth time today I heard, “We’ll just call you, thank you for your time.”

Freeing up the tears, I was about to crumple my five remaining resumes…

when for no reasons, I looked up.

Photo Credit: Alyssa Smith

In response to Sonya’s Three Line Tales Week Four.

The TLT rules are simple:

  • Take a look at the photo prompt and write three lines to go with it.
  • Your lines can be poetry, micro-fiction, micro non-fiction, quotes you think fit the photo prompt or just a really long caption – everything goes as long as it’s three lines long (you decide how long one line is).
  • A link back to this post would be nice (it’ll make me feel obliged to swing by yours to read your three lines, and some of your readers might want to join in, too – the more, the merrier, right?).
  • Tag your post with 3LineTales – it’ll make it easier for others to find it in the Reader.
  • Use the hashtag #3LineTales on Twitter , #3LineTales on Elloor #3LineTales on Instagram if you’d rather not use your blog or don’t have one.
  • Read other participants’ lines and let them know what you think of their work.
  • If you want, post your three lines here in the comments (I think they’d look much better on your blog, though).
  • If the photo inspires you to write something longer than three lines, put a link in the comments, anyway – but mention you went over, please.
  • Have fun!


Morning View

PHOTO PROMPT © The Reclining Gentleman

I stretched my arms to reach for her, but she wasn’t there, again. Sleepily, I went down, looked outside, watched her from afar.

Like a radiant morning fairy, she exudes natural effortless beauty. Yet the sun rays also revealed her soundless falling tears as she stares at her dear flowers.

For seven years, they have bloomed and withered with her pregnancies and miscarriages. They silently watched her grieve and get up, six times.

But those tears aren’t painful anymore.

‘Cause now she cries with joy, brought by the blooming new flowers and her seven-month-old tummy that keeps on getting bigger.

Word count: 100 words

©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved.

Photo credit: The Reclining Gentleman

In response to Friday Fictioneers prompt.

Friday Fictioneers is a weekly writing challenge hosted by the generous Fairy Blog-Mother Rochelle Wisoff-Fields, where a photo is used as a prompt for a piece of fiction.

Your touching tale, Vijaya, inspired my short story. ❤

Read more great 100-word short stories here:

Writer Woe

You know

a poem



When you

wish you



©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved.

Photo credit: Tumblr

This is a poem I have written seconds after I started reading Lullabies  by Lang Leav.

(I am reading romantic poems to awaken my romantic-writer-self! :D)

The first poem by Lang Leav (see below) just took my breath away. ❤

P.S. Where are you Valentine bug? 😀

Hopeful Desires

The starting point of all achievement is desire. – Napoleon Hill

I started the year with my resolutions, and little by little I hope to change them into realizations.

ICMYI, here are some of my plans I posted last time, and more desires inspired by  Laduchessederat‘s The Great Book of Lists.


1. To (HOPEFULLY) read 50 books this year.

I am ashamed that I was not able to finish the PopSugar 2015 Reading Challenge. 😦 I am two books away from wrapping it up with flying colors… but… I failed.

2. To read more of local books proudly written by Filipinos!


Patriotic as it may seem, I plan to give local writers a try! It’s because out of 159 reads, only 2 are locals. It’s a shame!

3. To try new authors!


I’ve done that last year and it proved to be exciting! I have stumbled to new found gems and I hope to discover more gems this year! Again, any recommendations?

4. To write book reviews, more book reviews!


It is a bit of a shame that I have so few reviews here. The writer-part of A Reading Writer is in full force last year but the reader-part isn’t. So I hope to put a balance on it.


1. To… lose weight.



2. To travel once more!


Preferably in a sandbar beach like Kalanggaman Island in Leyte!

3. To remain happy and healthy with my soulmates, my dearest, and my family. 🙂

Header photo credit: Clark

The Great Book of Lists by La duchesse d’Erat

Chapter 1.3 – The List of Your Desires

Thank you for the prompt, Laduchessederat!