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, May 12, 2012

Unexpressed Love


I have been staring at this blank space for awhile now.

It pains me to see myself struggling to express myself.
I wanted to compare you to the sun, the moon, and the stars.
But I do not want to sound passe nor cliche.
I have been looking for the right words to say, but i
seems that I am drowning in an ocean of words. I am at a
loss of words but still I keep trying, I keep looking, I keep
searching...
I have no choice but to say this straightforwardly --
without twists & turns, words will never be enough to
express affection I have for you.
I love you, with all that I am. And I thank you for
giving me a reason to carry on with my life... to continue
going, to continue fighting, and to continue loving. For being
my inspiration.
You mean all the world to me.
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