Life has billions of metaphors and similes, and yet it is cliched.
Take a step... then another...
Each step you take and each breath you release is a witness
and an evidence of your existence.
But oftentimes, we are dissatisfied with the life we are blessed with
that we look at our lives as an understatement of someone else's.
So why is it that in our existence we crave to run another's walk?
...to create a wave to match another's ripple?
...to light up an inferno to equal another's torch?
...to blow a tornado to defeat another's whisper?
...to let envy fill our insecurities -- our littleness in life?
Our life. Our growth. Our jelousy.
Appreciate life. The phenomenon of you existence.
Take a step... then another... and then sprint to infinity...
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
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