Monokuro Boo
You speak as if I'm a paper doll. You define my facade with the point of your pen. You clothe me with such chromatic thoughts. You fold me to whatever form you prefer. And then you smile, to see such physique you have beautifully crafted with your words, with your thoughts.
And you see a curl from my lips, seemingly forming a smile. Yet, it is not what you perceive. I am not smiling back at you.
Perhaps, the day will come that I shall, when you perceive is other than my physique. When you have conceived that I am a soul, not just a PRETTY PAPER DOLL.
--Lynn Nhuk
Saturday, September 24, 2011
Confession
The thing I like about confession is... you don't have to see the other person's face. And you don't have to see how hurt they are when they realize that you can't be the thing they want you to be.
You are an amazing man...
You came into my life at a time when i was trying to figure out who i really was, and.. you made me feel so well taken care of. You had such respect for me. That I started to respect myself. And I'll never forget that. Or stop being thankful. I care so much about you, I care SO much about you, but...but I know in my heart that we don't belong together. And, in a long run... I think we'll both be glad that we realized it in time.
Wednesday, September 21, 2011
Love Story
Once upon a time, there was an island where all the feelings lived; Happiness,
Sadness, Knowledge, and all the others, including Love. One day it was announced
to the feelings that the island would sink, so all repaired their boats and left.
Love wanted to persevere until the last possible moment. When the island was
almost sinking, Love decided to ask for help. Richness was passing by Love in a
grand boat. Love said “Richness, can you take me with you?” Richness answered,
“No, I can’t. There is a lot of silver in my boat. There is no place here for you.”
Love decided to ask Vanity who was also passing by in a beautiful vessel. “Vanity,
please help me!” “I can’t help you Love. You are all wet and might damage my boat,
” Vanity answered.
Sadness was close by so Love asked for help, “Sadness, let me go with you.”
“Oh….Love, I am so sad that I need to be by myself.”
Happiness passed by Love too, but she was so happy that she did not even
hear when Love called her!
Suddenly there was a voice, “Come Love, I will take you.” It was an elder. Love felt
so blessed and overjoyed that he even forgot to ask the elder his name. When they
arrived at dry land, the elder went his own way.
Love realizing how much he owed the elder, asked Knowledge, another elder. “Who
helped me?” “It was Time,” Knowledge answered. “Time?” asked Love. “But why
did Time help me?” Knowledge smiled with deep wisdom and answered,
“Because, only Time is capable of understanding how great Love is.”
Saturday, September 17, 2011
Change...
A Girl,
no matter how many times she denies it,
she will always remember
the detail, every moment,
every piece of the memories you've left her.
No matter how much she tries to forget,
No matter how much she tries to forget,
It will always be there.
I just remember how it
was back then.
What do you mean?
I mean things change, People
change, you changed. We used
to talk for hours and now
I'm lucky to talk to you for
a few minutes a day. You used to
want to be with me and now
you make it seem like you're
always to busy. I remember the
jokes, laughs, smiles
we shared. And I doubt you
remember any of that.
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