dawning dreams: a 100-word story

It starts with the usual scene. The hibiscus bush void of bloom, filled with sharp twigs like fangs of the past, looking at him from his bedroom window. The door less-an-inch open like a defeated sigh. The bedsheet crumpled, free of human warmth. The duplicate cold key, slouched. The screech of tires against the gravelContinue reading “dawning dreams: a 100-word story”

love in the time of coronavirus

Our love in the time of coronavirus is thousands of miles away, my tourist visa got cancelled before it sees the light of another Indian day, his feet are planted, prohibited to fly to Malaysia’s sky, because it is safer that way, in the end, perhaps, nation gates are needed to be locked to keepContinue reading “love in the time of coronavirus”

counting poems before and after him

thousand poems have i written ‘fore fate allowed me to meet him, oh, how in hush heart- beats, low key hums, dearness draws near me towards him, oh, how my shy muse sings hymns, so sweetly since i knew him, oh, how rhymes roll off in rivulets, thousands and more poems now for him. —Continue reading “counting poems before and after him”

soft arms and midnight crumbs

soft arms of dawn sneaks in between half-closed bedroom blinds, (wake up, wake up) infant sunshine sweeps leftover crumbs of late stars’ snack, (come back, come back) i sat, unmoving, inside the swaying boat of an ended dream, (wishing, wishing) our sheet isn’t empty of you. — 01.29.2020 ©2019 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved.Continue reading “soft arms and midnight crumbs”

wish come true

You are asking why I haven’t been writing lately about love, well, it’s because you do not utter a wish every night once you can already hold it with your bare hands. So why I haven’t been writing about love it’s because I already have you. r. c. gonzales – roy | page 138 ofContinue reading “wish come true”

space of seas

Tonight, I want to stay. No, I won’t go away. Your midnight scent I will inhale. Until the moon breathes another day.  Tonight, I want to stay. Oh, let not distance take me away. The sun will smile, either way, so please, just let me stay.  My left-hand hangs incomplete, without your right. The spaceContinue reading “space of seas”

newton’s apple

Like how an innocent a p p l e birthed Newton’s law of gravity, your child-like smile, my love, freed the caged lover inside me, effortlessly. r. c. gonzales – roy | page 99 of Poems for S — Sharing with you some excerpts of my poetry book, Poems for S! Kindle and paperback availableContinue reading “newton’s apple”

before you

But you arrived with the blushing sunset, you clothed me with shared bravery. As we heal, hand in hand with the balm of every tomorrow’s morning dew,  let me tell you, I didn’t know this heart, this heart could carry this much love before you. r. c. gonzales – roy | page 31 of PoemsContinue reading “before you”

brave but weak

Love is for the weak. No, it’s for the brave; brave enough to be weak, brave enough to break. r. c. gonzales – roy | page 13 of Poems for S — Sharing with you some excerpts of my upcoming book, Poems for S! Pre-order available here: https://amzn.to/2CSrGAU . — ©2019 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All RightsContinue reading “brave but weak”

excerpt 4: the vow

I love how you made me brave. Like a spineless caterpillar you turned me into this brave but still soft butterfly, flying from one milestone to another because I know you always got my back.  And I love you for choosing to break out of your shell to choose me. For your bravery to chooseContinue reading “excerpt 4: the vow”