So there is no history behind this next note apart from me being bored at hostel and having my pencil nearby.
My patience is not that I am
Calm and willing to wait
But because I am content with what have
I seek not to fit in
But only to be a part of my personal growth
Change me not from the way I look on the outside
But in the inside and fill me with humbleness
Let me not be led by confusion and lies
But by a true understanding of my situation
My aim is not to hurt those dear to me
But to keep the golden thread of those around me
As firm as possible
Let not salt water flood the land because of sadness
But because the rhythm of my heart
Beats with contentment and joy
Let my words touch not only broken hearts
But also creative intellectuals
Who will share in the understanding of Poetry
So I write again
My patience is not that I am
Calm and willing to wait
But because endure in allowing
My flow of words flow into producing
What some consider "low quality register"
'WOW'!
Poetry Princess
Sunday 18 September 2011
Wednesday 14 September 2011
When "love" was a title
Back in highschool I lent my "dear diary" thought book to an unsuspecting character, only for it never to be returned( well can't say I was angry, more flattered then anything), but anyway a new book was in order but the words were just not coming together anymore! So a friend(same unsuspecting character mind you) at the time suggested I write about "love" and my response as you can imagine was probably the same as the one you have now as you read this. but nonetheless took up the challenge, took my pencil( always felt confident writing in lead) and put words on paper...
Day to day
Trying to understand the undefined
Words in conflict for description
Of what the innerself experiences
"Love so deep it causes butterflies in the knees(stomach),
Love so beautiful like the bright stars twinkling on a dark winter evening"
Vague expressions enough to make you fall...
Out of love
With little experience
But yet a touch of it to make you want more
And lost in the translation of love
That it makes you wonder how things like
Happiness, pain and confusion can be
Encrypted in four simple letters
To leave so many people attached to a point
Of creative explosion
My rhythmic contraction and expansion of the artery
Rates me toward my feelings of love
And my trials take me through this journey
Though I still have not boarded for departure
My expectations allow me to try and
Understand where I am heading..
What I am trying to say is
Words are too ordinary to explain "love"
And only through experience can one truly appreciate the mystery
My picture of love
Is yet to be perfected
So I can tell the story behind it!
Poetry princess
Day to day
Trying to understand the undefined
Words in conflict for description
Of what the innerself experiences
"Love so deep it causes butterflies in the knees(stomach),
Love so beautiful like the bright stars twinkling on a dark winter evening"
Vague expressions enough to make you fall...
Out of love
With little experience
But yet a touch of it to make you want more
And lost in the translation of love
That it makes you wonder how things like
Happiness, pain and confusion can be
Encrypted in four simple letters
To leave so many people attached to a point
Of creative explosion
My rhythmic contraction and expansion of the artery
Rates me toward my feelings of love
And my trials take me through this journey
Though I still have not boarded for departure
My expectations allow me to try and
Understand where I am heading..
What I am trying to say is
Words are too ordinary to explain "love"
And only through experience can one truly appreciate the mystery
My picture of love
Is yet to be perfected
So I can tell the story behind it!
Poetry princess
Monday 5 September 2011
Mind over jogging
As per usual(a new habit) I took my evening jog and man was it tiring, anyway after that jog, I get back to my place and do a few stretches coupled with some strength exercises, then I have a moment of what I'd like to call "mind over jogging". I just close my eyes and for that single moment I embrace solitude. I feel like we should all have that moment every once in a while, take a moment to just reflect on your day and yes take a breather after that heart felt jog lol.
Things just seem to make sense when you just by yourself and think about how your day went, what you didn't like about the day and how you just plan on making tomorrow a better day. During one of my vacation work experiences, one of the speakers during the final project presentations had an interesting take on how to tackle individual growth. He (I forgot his name so you guys will have to excuse me for that) said, every month, take your journal and start writing a letter addressed to yourself, and in that letter look back on how your month went and reflect on issues that affected you.
Admit to your mistakes, e.g Fifi I know you failed that horrid test( I know I had to be a nerd about this but it's the only example I could think of , leave me alone) but it is not the end of the world and this is how you can better tackle it in this month to follow, just a basic run through all the rocks you have stumbled over and how you plan on fixing them and not forgetting the great things that made your month. He said that this sort of reflection helps you not to repeat the same mistakes and they just a building block to a better you.
Anyway my point in telling you about this guy is to explain my "mind over jogging" moment, instead of writing every month to myself, I lie on my back after the jog and I write on my mental journal, try it it could help you look at things differently or you could pass out from being tired lol... Much love peeps<3
Things just seem to make sense when you just by yourself and think about how your day went, what you didn't like about the day and how you just plan on making tomorrow a better day. During one of my vacation work experiences, one of the speakers during the final project presentations had an interesting take on how to tackle individual growth. He (I forgot his name so you guys will have to excuse me for that) said, every month, take your journal and start writing a letter addressed to yourself, and in that letter look back on how your month went and reflect on issues that affected you.
Admit to your mistakes, e.g Fifi I know you failed that horrid test( I know I had to be a nerd about this but it's the only example I could think of , leave me alone) but it is not the end of the world and this is how you can better tackle it in this month to follow, just a basic run through all the rocks you have stumbled over and how you plan on fixing them and not forgetting the great things that made your month. He said that this sort of reflection helps you not to repeat the same mistakes and they just a building block to a better you.
Anyway my point in telling you about this guy is to explain my "mind over jogging" moment, instead of writing every month to myself, I lie on my back after the jog and I write on my mental journal, try it it could help you look at things differently or you could pass out from being tired lol... Much love peeps<3
Baby steps
This is from way back when I hardly even knew what exactly I was writing about hehe, kinda cute if I must say so myself "Welcome back to reality"
When everything in my life seems ellusive
And words come out like lava
After a volcano eruption
Pages are filled with empty...lonely words
And dreams become a usual fantacy
Now that all seems to be in my favour
With lots of ink in my pen
But nothing to write about
My ink seems molten after the eruption
And my papers are just plain empty
Because now my actions
Have become more of a usual reality
Poetry princess
When everything in my life seems ellusive
And words come out like lava
After a volcano eruption
Pages are filled with empty...lonely words
And dreams become a usual fantacy
Now that all seems to be in my favour
With lots of ink in my pen
But nothing to write about
My ink seems molten after the eruption
And my papers are just plain empty
Because now my actions
Have become more of a usual reality
Poetry princess
Hello new world
Ok where to start? or what to say? I am like a kid who has been given a huge cookie jar. I am not one for many words(#theliesiusuallytell), so will try my best to say as much as I can to keep everyone logged in.
As you guys will see from my blog name I plan to bore you guys with silly sobbing stories of my life, ok enough with the jokes. I have a poetry/thought book titled "dear diary" so I thought it has a certain ring to it so why not use it for my newest venture in life. I have to thank miss therilicious for introducing me to this huge cookie jar!
Dear diary is all about how fifi sees things and how she inteprets the situations that unravel around her life and the people around her. Hope it will be a great interaction between me and the fellow readers and just a way to express myself. I'll try my best not to sob a lot hehe, rather leave that to the readers.
Why was I not introduced to this a few years ago though? so much has been seen but not much has been written about it, I feel betrayed actually but alas we can catch on that as time goes. Nothing quite rounds this up like a cliche, so "cheers to new beginnings"
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As you guys will see from my blog name I plan to bore you guys with silly sobbing stories of my life, ok enough with the jokes. I have a poetry/thought book titled "dear diary" so I thought it has a certain ring to it so why not use it for my newest venture in life. I have to thank miss therilicious for introducing me to this huge cookie jar!
Dear diary is all about how fifi sees things and how she inteprets the situations that unravel around her life and the people around her. Hope it will be a great interaction between me and the fellow readers and just a way to express myself. I'll try my best not to sob a lot hehe, rather leave that to the readers.
Why was I not introduced to this a few years ago though? so much has been seen but not much has been written about it, I feel betrayed actually but alas we can catch on that as time goes. Nothing quite rounds this up like a cliche, so "cheers to new beginnings"
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