Notion
of hope
Leaving the body

Nights
without fear,
dreams or poetry.

Minding
One's own
business. I alone

in
temporary blindness
see strange shadows

skin
that refuse
to be touched

commemorating
love- folded
inside a handkerchief

turn
implicit kindness
into a wall

of
quiet weeping
that you drown

in
the morning
with dark coffee

another haynaku

Silence
a room
I frequently visit

one little haynaku

Melancholy
adds shades
to plain Autumn

I just saw Finding Neverland. This is a beautiful movie that everyone should see, because simply put: everyone needs a little magic back into their lives. Some of the scenes in this movie breaks me up into pieces and reminds me of the power imagination could bring...if you just believe!

This movie inspires me to create. What a sad world it would be if we didn't have a place called Neverland in our everyday vocabulary. To me, this symbolizes and puts a home to our yearning to never, ever grow up & give into the big bad world of ticking crocodiles.

How time chases us all! The implications of time and growing up, are sad, sad, realizations. I wonder how many people live the life they have dreamt of: a life that embodies their happiness and embraces the essence of who they are as a person. This is why this movie is so heartbreaking, and beautiful at the same time. It reminds you of that freedom we all once had. I don't know what some people did with theirs, but I plan to hang on to mine. Put it this way, we could all hide in this magical place called Neverland.... and look for Johnny Depp! ...see you there everyone! *apir, apir*

" To die will be an awfully big advernture" ~ Peter Pan

NEW DIRECTION

It’s a new year, time to make new memories and leave behind all of the bad things that have happened to us in the previous year. We should all make new promises to ourselves, and keep them this time. It's frustrating that I haven't been able to update my blog more often than I'd like. I've been too busy.

Not that anybody reads my blog, but I would like to keep myself updated with all of the things that are roaming around in my head. I do very little self reflection outside of writing. There seems to be no good reasonI could think of why I should inflict this form of torture to myself. It's just depressing sometimes to realize where we ended up... so far away from where we intended to go, but it's the new year, so no more bad thoughts. Atleast not for a week or so. I'd like to write something happy on my blog, just to be different, but I can't think of anything I could share.

Maybe, if I treat my blog like a real diary, I could open up more, but I'n severely aware of the fact that this place I would love to call home only offers me a false sense of security. Even if I feel I am anonymous, I am not really. Even though, I don't share this place with anyone close to me, I guess I'm still not very comfortable with the idea of giving away so much of myself so anonymously/gratuitously. ( I'm sure I spleed that wrong, but I can't be botehred right now with sprelling.) hahaha!

There are a few individuals here who's blogs I read almost religiously. Most of them writers/poet, a few local celebs, some believers, and one shopaholic! Her blog is one of the most original I've come across, plus it contains a lot of great writing, and make-up tips! Anyway, I marvel at their ability to express(...) without (seemly) any hesitation. I love reading their blogs, because they offer so much. The insights that I gleam by riding these waves of thoughts. They put so much passion into their writing, so much of themselves exude within the lines that they create.
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This is my third attempt at blogging. So far, I feel that I've left myself down for the third time. Maybe I should consider permanently putting my blog to sleep. Maybe my blog will dream sweet dreams, and be covered in beautiful rainbow dust....then....finally then, the lines that I write on my blog will finally be happy! :)