So last season, my husband and I planted flower seeds in our garden. This was my first experience of gardening and I have to say that it was one of the most magical moments seeing the lil ones sprout!
Here’s a flashback to last year’s work:
Okay so this year, I’ve thought of keeping an activity log of plantation here. I’ll keep a track of lil seedlings progress! Hopefully, we’ll have a
So here it goes,
I want to see the light, I do
I want to keep walking, I do
I know there’s light at the end of the tunnel
It’s just that some nights
I can’t feel my legs
I can’t feel my lungs
Some nights the weight is too high
And carrying on too hard.
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Should I go on?
Or wait it out.
Perhaps when the memory of failures has faded out,
Will I be strong enough
And I’ll try hard enough
Or I’ll just be enough.
Fallen out of grace
I, am a figment
On the path of time
With no shadow, ahead or behind.
Why don’t you despise me?
Send me to axile
Let me hide
Oh, the lights are too bright
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It was a long day, today! And finally its nighttime, 11:23pm to be precise, 37 minutes before it’s officially over.
And the first day is the worst, right?
I have all the reason to believe that tomorrow will be a better day?
Am I living a deja vu? Are my years on a loop? Last year this time I had lost. It took me a year to gather my bits that are now floating in a vacuum. Oh I see them.
No matter what happens, I’ll never hate you Autumn. So what if you split things, you didn’t choose the Nature, you already carry too much pain. I forgive you. Until again, I’ll start collecting my bits all over again.
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I saw myself desperately trying to hold this life together.
Like a mad man building a house of cards,
Until the wind blows and disrupts it all.
And he starts over, and I start over.
By the tree she sat
And watched the ghosts pass by.
Of all those who once lived
And all that was once laughed about
Passed in the flicker of a moment.
She let a part of self be lost to each passerby
In the hope that she’ll vanish
But she regrew. Like a starfish, everytime
Resilient and fateful.
Sue Vincent’s Thursday #writephoto challenge
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Don’t wander off,
Not in the forbidden part of Forest
Not in the places familiar
The fog that still feels warm
Don’t wander off,
Don’t chase the dragonflies
And try to catch them
What once belonged doesn’t anymore
Don’t look for the maze to get lost
What doesn’t belong is free to fly
So fly to the infinite Land, and
don’t wander off.
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When I had nothing left to lose,
Then I walked the Earth bare feet
When I had no spectacle to behold,
Then I witnessed the sky with naked eyes
When I had no complaints to make,
Then I embraced the mercy of God
I had to be a bankrupt,
To be eternally enriched.