Writer I

new compilation of prose and freestyle poetry I normally try to compile or post the compilation of what I wrote monthly. In case you don't know, I already published one on my blog but because of certain situations, I felt the need to write while I process disappointments and reflect on them. The title of the compilation is like that because it was written during the time I started to learn to value vulnerability once again. It is also written during the reoccurring circumstances where I felt fragile. The pain won't got away every time we write or read something but it can be a reminder that moments when we feel disheartened can be occasions where we can create something worth sharing. Being inspired doesn't have to be exclusively for those who are "in love". It is for every human in every phase of life. The guest Words can be weaponizing. They either redo or undo the hurt. learning about mankind in the hardest way possible I’ve written clauses before weeks went by...

my collection of freestyle poems for January 2023 Transient Nothing’s permanent. Every emotion’s fleeting. Change has been a friend to solitude, to time, to me. If we get caught up, we will lose our chance to rest. The ordinary won’t explore the same thoroughfare so be acquainted with that usual tune, repeat the rhymes from your lyrics of choice capture the place where you show up where you watch the run of the mill panorama not excluding the overcast Boundary maker You don’t hand down every backstory even it is true. You keep some to yourself to protect peace. Like how we still allot time for ourselves, We guard our gap between people which we call boundaries. It becomes the most priced in every give and take situation. Our interlude Don’t forget you’re human too. Those are what I have been meaning to tell. In the middle of the mundane, We suppress some reactions. Like spaces between words, There is distance between folks. Every hustle has an interval. In the middle of transient remot...