come in, June

Come in. I am sorry for the lack of energy, would you like some lukewarm tea? Well, we are tired zombies, avoiding (or wait- ing) for the wind of death, we are suffocated not by the unseen killer but the cruel knee on our throat for centuries, (we chose to close our eyes on) well,Continue reading “come in, June”

v i r t u o s o

virtuoso, oh no, i am no ace of (many) no’s, i am not numb (yet) against spades of (vicious) no’s, but I’ve my shield of self-belief,  just enough to help me swallow (sharp) eyes menacing, (brute) words piercing, (twisted) life unveiling, on my own. 03.18.2019 ©2019 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved. Photo by Cristina Gottardi on UnsplashContinue reading “v i r t u o s o”

A Look Back to Move Forward

It’s almost two in the morning, I am supposed to be sleeping, probably paddling through the river of dreams this night has to offer. My eyes are sleepy, my body at less than 5% of mortal battery, still I get up, still I write. The soul would never let this wee hours — when theContinue reading “A Look Back to Move Forward”

spell poem with an I

I the poet, is me the poem. With lilting rhymes marking the thumps of this, this, this, travelling heart. With floating rhythms concocting mem’ries– faded and unseen– by this, this, this, restless mind. With idioms and similes, hiding the evidences of familiar melancholy, and glee. With verses sweet oh, so, sweet, as honey or stingingContinue reading “spell poem with an I”

M o u n t a i n F a b r i c

As the battered wheels climb thousands more feet above the unending sea, my mummed heart undresses slowly. My nakedness embraces the soft mountain fabric made by murmurs of the wind and leaves of the giant green guardians of the endless Himalayas. I am home. — 02.13.2018 ©2018 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved. Photo via my dearestContinue reading “M o u n t a i n F a b r i c”

#IndianInsights No. 1

Hello, everyone! I’ve been out and about for some good reasons. Work. Life. Birthday. and. Travel. Before my birthday month ended, I embarked into a once-in-a-lifetime adventure. A solo trip to India, my first out-of-the-country alone! And I would like to share with you my learnings and realizations via #IndianInsights series. I hope you’ll enjoyContinue reading “#IndianInsights No. 1”

Endings and Beginnings (2017 Edition)

Oh, what a rollercoaster you have been, 2017? The leaves of this year’s calendar is all but gone. With Sara Bareilles “December” playing on my background, with the lyrics: Distill a whole year down into a day Act like we all start over with a pristine slate But to get yourself a new life you’veContinue reading “Endings and Beginnings (2017 Edition)”

i am still here

i am still here, juggling balls named work, poetry, and life. i am still here, trying hard to tally the shifting of day and nights. i am still here, working ceaselessly to support those who matter. i am still here, resuscitating the heart of a hopeless dreamer. i am still here, lurking in between the blank pagesContinue reading “i am still here”

ending agony (WQW)

I’m participating (finally) for the first time to my dearie Jade‘s Writer’s Quote Wednesday (WQW) and my first quote is from the Still I Rise woman, Maya Angelou and her words that have been “the force” that pushed me to write this blog almost three years ago. (Woah! Time flies! :D) In my first post, Agony publishedContinue reading “ending agony (WQW)”

soul’s song

i wanna go where the mountains are high enough to echo my song song of the soul ceaselessly gearing up to be strong, strong enough to not always try to belong, belong to the world filled with hazy right and wrong, wrong or right, i just want to live as if life is not long,Continue reading “soul’s song”