Category Archives: Redemption

Poem: Monologue 00.00.011

Finding hard for memories
What’s left behind, the vein
from the brain headquarter
Screaming – like picket line
Frying leafy veggie in kitchen
Pupils swollen iris in colour
sapphire, rowing along Chao
Phraya River with gargoyle
On my back. My protector
Take me far and away

Poem: Monologue 00.00.006

I don’t come with rain
Though I was born in November
What is there to blame?
Tadpoles breeding in the puddle of mud
hearing my cry of suffocation
Wrapped in surgical white cotton
My contribution to breathe fast
to this world of roaming angels and devils
Never mind the lotion on my skin
Presenting nakedness of foetus scent
Unsure of the purpose to live
Fingers and feet waving
Unknown of the danger I may face
When the time comes I’m blemished
Learn from the worst
Images of insecurity merges
Foes surrounding me, seeking advantage; back-stabbers
Perishing my newborn plumage
I pick up those pieces and start anew
Only then I come whenever rain brings

A Note for My Dearest Gems

Dear Gems,

It has been a week I didn’t blog. However, it wasn’t on purpose that I was on a ‘vacation’. This morning I log onto the internet to check on emails and read what’s been trending. And when they say expect the unexpected is usually something good, but I received another rejection letter on my novel submission from one of the US agents.

My actual vacation of being away from the net was due to my maniac stress/depression disorder. I had mild Bipolar Disorder, too. So for the past one week without internet and any white noises, only prayers, rest, relaxing and meditation. I’m doing quite well now. Well, is anybody still reading this? Or had rejected me like others did? I’m practically used to it. Frankly, who can receive rejections over and over again?

So this is a short note to inform that I will be back next week, while at the meantime I have been writing lots of poems for redemption.

‘Til then signing off with much love…

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