February Poetry 3 | Survival

This strange feeling When things connive So that you end up Sitting at my side   Then--   I think of all the choices  I made in this little life You're always there The best I ever had Yes, life is cruel Life is hard But love, my love, Loving you  Makes me survive.


February Poetry 2 | Start

It was a sunny morning  And there you were-- with me Smiling, sitting at the table Sipping a cup of coffee Looking at you First hour of the day Makes me wish May this happen  A thousand times  Someday My heart flutters  Dancing with the brush of the wind Then your husky voice Greeted me,... Continue Reading →

All for the Love of Writing

It's been a while since my last post. I haven't been on the blogosphere for some days because I was busy with work and graduate studies. I wasn't even able to post for The Sunday Currently. Okay. Let me explain... It was a long weekend here in the Philippines. However, I and my fellow school... Continue Reading →

Was it just a Dream?

Was it just a dream of you and me When the moon bids goodbye to the sea? Or the birds chirp with a happy melody When the trees sway with the wind in a harmony Like how the flowers face the sun and smile widely Or how the river runs deep and silently Was it... Continue Reading →

A Love Like That

I want to belive in love like that Something that can make my skin feel more like skin. Maybe that's just lust? infatuation? I don't know. But I want to believe in love like that-- Irrational. That moment when I can't exactly explain why I am happy. That moment when I can't pinpoint the reason... Continue Reading →

For the Love of Reading 

The thing I love about reading is that I found myself in the frailty, melancholy and obscurity of the characters.  These are the things I fail to see in this real world lately where most of the people wanted to act superior.  With fictional characters, I feel less alone... that all the demons we contain... Continue Reading →

Separate Ways

People separate ways       And they will keep on convincing       Themselves       That they are better that way. And no one will tell them...       How wrong they are. -- © Kizzel Mina Written: 6:35 AM, April 23, 2015

Secret of Secrets

They said What you don't know wont hurt you. But I'll say Know it. Know the secret of secrets. Face what will hurt you. Because if you did. Nothing else will. -- © Kizzel Mina Written: 9:40 AM, August 23, 2015

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