Day 15/30 BLOGGING CHALLENGE: My scars and I

Today's prompt I purposefully kept open and vague, I decided to delve into the realm of creative writing and see what I could produce simply through stating 'a poem'. Honestly a lot came up, so many worthwhile topics spun around in my head until I realised for a the past few weeks my own personal… Continue reading Day 15/30 BLOGGING CHALLENGE: My scars and I

I don’t feel like writing – a poem

Creative writing is a skill that for whatever reason I've had buried deep within me, perhaps it's all too depressing that I find myself locking away thoughts, feelings, experiences, only to find they are of the utmost importance, because it won't just be me that feels them... It's true there are times when picking up… Continue reading I don’t feel like writing – a poem

A Box & A Paradox

Mini update: things have been super duper busy recently, and getting busier so I've been writing more short poems and thoughts rather than self-development articles. Bit I promise I'll be posting more often soon!! A paradox, a constant oscillation, unchanging, yet changing, too much to see. A box, something to be defined, but whom? alas,… Continue reading A Box & A Paradox

The Different Versions of Me

This is the first time in two years I've posted a creative writing piece, this one, in the form of a poem. A bit of context, when I came back from what is my ancestral home I had a mini breakdown where I started to question who I really was. After thinking I realised that… Continue reading The Different Versions of Me

I Can’t Forget

I can't forget the way my lips turned, how they grew slowly into a smile and suddenly into a laugh at every stupid joke. I can't forget the memories, the bittersweet memories, how your eyes glistened full of love as they gazed into mine. I can't forget that smile, the one that only I see,… Continue reading I Can’t Forget

Remember

Slow down and breathe I tell myself, hoping that I'd listen. Remember the scent of every flower, the way your eyes glistened and pulse quickened to the beauty within. Remember the sound of your beating heart, the way it jumped at his touch and screamed at every moment. Remember the warmth of the summer breeze,… Continue reading Remember

I Feel

There are some days where the sun seeps in through the windows, my eyes deeply rolled back and I feel, I feel every ounce of blood running through my veins, every drop of scalding warm water as it touches my skin running down my naked body. I can feel every mean name, the words etched… Continue reading I Feel