Monday, December 2, 2019

Midnight Reflections



I wholeheartedly believe in people. I fall for the kind ones, and I give my all to anyone in crisis. Some see me foolish, and some believe I should change.

I do try to change, but eventually I keep going back to who I am. I keep forgetting to put myself first. Each morning is a real roller coaster. I have to remind myself to focus on the deeds, not the support.


Solitude is my ultimate getaway. I try to simplify things as much as I can. I end up overwhelmed, though. I’ve grown to enjoy the slow pace of things.

I fight... I fight to survive the daily pressures, the struggles, the wicked encounters. I think I’m doing a good job, yet no one seems to notice. “You have to say it out loud,” I tell myself. “You have to ask for it. You have to state it. You have to claim it. Or else, shut up and accept it for what it is!”

All I can wish for, at the moment, is to never give up on feeling better and living a better life. Life is harsh; hope I can find the laughs and the patience to pull me through.

#TheMoonIsMyHome

Wednesday, October 16, 2019

I ๐Ÿงก Eyes


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I ๐Ÿงก eyes.
They utter words you can not speak.
They tell stories, they show years of age.
They hold secrets to one’s soul.
They have it all.

Sunday, September 15, 2019

ุงู„ู‚ุฑุงุฑ ูŠุนู†ูŠ ู…ุณุฆูˆู„ูŠุฉ




ูƒู…ูŠุฉ ‫‏ุงู„ุจู†ุงุช‬ ุงู„ู„ู‰ ู‚ู„ุจู‡ุง ูˆุนู‚ู„ู‡ุง ูุงุถู‰ ู…ู† ุฌูˆุง ุชู‚ู‡ุฑ ุงู„ู‚ู„ุจ ..
ุญู„ู‚ุฉ ูู‰ ูˆุฏู†ูƒ: ุชุงุฌ ุงู„ู…ุฑุฃุฉ ุงู„ุญู‚ูŠู‚ู‰ ‫‏ุนู‚ู„ูƒ ูˆู‚ู„ุจูƒ‬ .. ู…ุด ุฌู…ุงู„ูƒ ูˆุจุณ!

ุฅูŠุงูƒู‰ ุญุฏ ูŠู‚ู†ุนูƒ ุจุบูŠุฑ ูƒุฏู‡ .. ุฅูŠุงูƒู‰ ุชุฎู„ู‰ ุจู†ู‰ ุฃุฏู…ูŠู† ูŠููƒุฑูˆุง ุจุฏุงู„ูƒ ..
ุฅูŠุงูƒู‰ ุชูุฑุทู‰ ูู‰ ุญู‚ูƒ ุฅู†ูƒ ุชุชุนู„ู…ู‰ ู…ู† ุบู„ุทูƒ ูˆุชูƒูˆู†ู‰ ุฃุญุณู† ..

ุฃู†ุชِ ‫‏ุญُุฑุฉ‬ .. ูˆ ‫‏ุงู„ุญุฑูŠุฉ‬ ู…ุนู†ุงู‡ุง ‫‏ุงู„ู‚ุฑุงุฑ‬ .. ูˆุงู„ู‚ุฑุงุฑ ู…ุด ู…ุนู†ุงู‡ ู†ุณุชู…ุฑ ููŠ ุงู„ุฎุทุฃ ..
ุงู„ู‚ุฑุงุฑ ู…ุนู†ุงู‡ ‫‏ู…ุณุฆูˆู„ูŠุฉ‬ .. ุฃู…ุงู… ุงู„ู„ู‡ ู‚ุจู„ ู†ูุณูƒ ..
ุฎุงูู‰ ‫‏ุงู„ู„ู‡‬ ูˆุจุณ .. ุงู„ู„ู‡ ููˆู‚ ูƒู„ ุดุฆ ูˆุฃูŠ ุญุฏ ..

ุงุนุฑููŠ ุฅู† ุญู‚ูƒ ุชูุฑุญู‰ ูˆุญู‚ูƒ ุชุฒุนู„ู‰ ..
ุญู‚ูƒ ุชุญุณู‰ ุจู…ุดุงุนุฑ ูˆุญู‚ูƒ ุชุณุชุฎุฏู…ู‰ ุนู‚ู„ูƒ ูˆูŠูƒูˆู† ุนู†ุฏูƒ ุจุตูŠุฑุฉ ..
ุญู‚ูƒ ุชูƒูˆู†ู‰ ุฌู…ูŠู„ุฉ ุจุณ ุญู‚ูƒ ุชูƒูˆู†ู‰ ‫‏ู…ู„ูƒุฉ‬ ูˆูŠูƒูˆู† ‫‏ุงู„ู„ู‡ ูˆูƒูŠู„ูƒ‬ ..

ูƒูˆู†ู‰ ุฃู†ุชِ ุฒูŠ ู…ุง ุฃู†ุชِ ูˆุจุณ ..


Saturday, September 14, 2019

ุฅุนุชุฑุงูุงุช ู„ูŠู„ูŠุฉ


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ุจู‚ูŠุช ุญุงุณุฉ ุฅู†ูŠ ุจูƒุฐุง ุดุฎุตูŠุฉ ูˆูƒุฐุง ุญุงู„ุฉ ููŠ ุงู„ุณุงุนุฉ ุงู„ูˆุงุญุฏุฉ .. ุชุบูŠูŠุฑ ู…ุชู‚ุทุน ูˆู…ุงู„ูˆุด ู…ู„ุงู…ุญ .. ู…ุงู„ูˆุด ู…ุงุณูƒุฉ ูˆู„ุง ุชูุณูŠุฑ ูˆุงุถุญ ..

ู…ุงุจู‚ุชุด ุนุงุฑูุฉ ุฃู†ุง ุฒุนู„ุงู†ุฉ ูˆู„ุง ูุฑุญุงู†ุฉ .. ูƒู„ ุงู„ู„ูŠ ูˆุงุซู‚ุฉ ู…ู†ู‡ ุฅู†ูŠ ูƒุงุฑู‡ุฉ ู„ุณุคุงู„ "ู…ุงู„ูƒ" ..
ู…ุงุนู†ุฏูŠุด ุฅุฌุงุจุฉ ูˆู…ุงู„ูŠุด ุฎُู„ู‚ ู„ู„ุชููƒูŠุฑ ููŠู‡ุง ..

ู…ุด ุนุงูŠุฒุฉ ุญุฏ ูŠุณุฃู„ู†ูŠ ู„ุฃู†ูŠ ุบุฑู‚ุงู†ุฉ ููŠ ุงู„ุฃุณุฆู„ุฉ ูˆุจุณุฃู„ ู†ูุณูŠ ููŠ ุงู„ูŠูˆู… ุงู„ูˆุงุญุฏ ูƒู„ ุซุงู†ูŠุฉ ุชู‚ุฑูŠุจุงً ..
ู„ูŠู‡ ุจุฑّูŠุญ ุงู„ู„ูŠ ุญูˆุงู„ูŠّุง ุนู„ู‰ ุญุณุงุจ ู†ูุณูŠ؟ .. ู„ูŠู‡ ู…ุงุจู‚ุชุด ุฃุญุณ ุจุทุนู… ุญุงุฌุฉ؟ .. ู„ูŠู‡ ู…ุญุฏุด ุนู†ุฏู‡ ุงุณุชุนุฏุงุฏ ูŠู‚ุจู„ู†ูŠ ุฒูŠ ู…ุง ุฃู†ุง؟ ูˆู„ูŠู‡ ู…ุญุฏุด ุญุชู‰ ุจูŠุญุงูˆู„ ูŠู‚ุฑّุจ ู…ู†ูŠ ูˆุดุงูŠููŠู† ุฅู†ูŠ ูƒุฆูŠุจุฉ؟ .. ู„ูŠู‡ ุงู„ู†ุงุณ ุจู‚ุช ู…ุคุฐูŠุฉ ุจุงู„ุณู‡ูˆู„ุฉ ุฏูŠ ูˆ ุงู…ุชู‰ ู‡ุจุทู„ ุงุชูุงุฌุฃ؟ .. ู‡ูˆ ู…ุด ุงู„ู„ูŠ ุจูŠุตุจุฑ ุจูŠู†ูˆู„؟ ุทุจ ุฃู†ุง ุงู…ุชู‰ ู‡ุฑุชุงุญ؟ ..

ู‡ูŠ ุงู„ุฏู†ูŠุง ู…ุด ู‡ุชุจุทู„ ุชุนู„ّูŠ ุนู„ูŠّุง؟! .. ู‡ูˆ ุฃู†ุง ู„ูˆุญุฏูŠ ุงู„ู„ูŠ ูƒุฏู‡؟!


Friday, February 8, 2019

ู„ุณู‡ ุจุญู„ู… ุฅู†ู‡ ู…ุงูุฑู‚ู†ุงุด


ูŠุนุฏูŠ ุงู„ูˆู‚ุช ูˆู…ู‡ู…ุง ูŠุนุฏูŠ، ู„ุณู‡ ุจุญู„ู… ุฅู†ู‡ ู…ุงูุฑู‚ู†ุงุด .. 

ุฅู†ู‡ ูƒุงู† ู…ุณุงูุฑ ูˆ ุฑุฌุน ูŠุดูˆู ูุฑุงู‚ู‡ ุนู…ู„ ููŠู†ุง ุฅูŠู‡ ูˆ ุงู„ุฏู†ูŠุง ูˆุฏูŠุชู†ุง ู„ููŠู† ..

ู†ูุณ ุงู„ููƒุฑุฉ، ุจุณ ุจู…ุดุงู‡ุฏ ู…ุฎุชู„ูุฉ .. ู…ุฑุฉ ููŠ ุฃูˆุถุฉ ู†ูˆู…ู‡ ูˆู…ุฑุฉ ููŠ ุงู„ู…ุตู†ุน ูˆู…ุฑุฉ ุนู„ู‰ ุงู„ุณูุฑุฉ ูˆู…ุฑุฉ ุจุฑู‡ ููŠ ุงู„ุทู„ ..

ุงู„ู„ูŠ ู…ุทู…ู†ูŠ ุฅู†ูŠ ุจุดูˆูู‡ ู…ุจุณูˆุท .. ูƒุฃู†ู‡ ุญุณ ุฃุฎูŠุฑุงً ูƒู†ุง ุจู†ุญุจู‡ ู‚ุฏ ุฅูŠู‡ .. ุงู„ู„ู‡ ูŠุฑุญู…ูƒ ูŠุงุจุง ูˆูŠุญุณู† ู…ุซูˆุงูƒ ูˆูŠู‚ูˆูŠู†ุง ุนู„ู‰ ู…ูˆุงู†ุน ุงู„ุฎูŠุฑ ูˆูŠุตุฑู ุนู†ุง ุดุฑูˆุฑ ุฎู„ู‚ู‡ .. ุขู…ูŠู†

ูˆุญุดุชู†ุง ♥️

Monday, January 21, 2019

I need to save myself




I need to stop giving too much, loving too much, forgetting myself too much… doing everything too much.

I need to stop pleasing everyone and forsaking my right to be treated equally.

I need to become bolder. I need to set boundaries and limitations for people who invade my life.

I need to do what makes ME happy, not everyone else.

I need to save myself. No one else will.


This piece is part of a challenge that will hopefully encourage me to get back to writing. Wish me luck. :)
#FreeWritingChallenge #DayTwo

Sunday, January 6, 2019

2019 First Thoughts: Life is Short


I’m always late for everything… I’m late for appointments, I’m late in responses, I’m late in life.

When friends used to meet on Thursdays, I was at home trying to convince my parents to join them. When people were way ahead with their careers, I was finally starting one.

While some of the people I know managed to be in control of their emotions, I still face times when I’m an emotional wreck… hanging on by a thread.

“Focus on the quality, not the quantity,” a college professor once advised me, when I shared my frustration of not completing my translation exam on time. From that moment forward, I learned to give everything time. I knew I’ll have to live with it. I admit it slightly solved my problem. But still, I struggle with the fact that things take time to cook; especially in a world where everything and everyone are running like crazy. I find myself dynamic and fast sometimes, though – as weird as it sounds.

I know I changed. I’m not the same person I was back then. I evolved… I don’t have the same needs, but I’m pretty much the same when it comes to sincerity. In fact, I yearn for tranquility more and more by the day.

I’m not into small talks anymore. Funny ones, yes – but not shallow or meaningless.

I’m getting better. I’m learning to love myself more. I can be messy sometimes, but I’ve learned to pull myself back up.

Life is short — that I perfectly know now.


This piece is part of a challenge that will hopefully encourage me to get back to writing. Wish me luck. :)

#FreeWritingChallenge

Friday, December 14, 2018

2019 Wishes & Resolutions


To be treated with respect.
To be recognized.
To be loved.
To live and breathe peacefully.
To give in return.


2019, please be kind. ♥️

#WishesAndResolutions

Tuesday, November 13, 2018

Let them know you care





Sometimes you need to hear it. That you’re doing fine and that everything is going to be okay. That you’re a good person, or that you made someone happy today. It feels good to be appreciated. You know you need this. We all do.

If you think someone is doing something good, please let them know they’re worthy of your attention. We all have stories to be told, waiting for someone to sincerely listen. Let them know you care.

#SpreadGoodVibes ♥️

Tuesday, September 11, 2018

ุญِู…ู„ ุฌุจุงู„




ู„ุณู‡ ู…ุด ู…ุณุชูˆุนุจุฉ ุฅู†ูƒ ุจูŠู† ูŠุฏูŠ ุฑุจ ุงู„ุนุงู„ู…ูŠู† ูˆู„ุง ู…ุณุชูˆุนุจุฉ ุงู„ุญِู…ู„ ุงู„ู„ูŠ ูƒู†ุช ุดุงูŠู„ู‡ .. ุจุณ ุนุฑูุช ู…ูŠู† ุจูŠุญุจูƒ ุจุฌุฏ ูˆู…ูŠู† ูƒุงู† ู…ุณุชู†ูŠ ู…ูˆุชูƒ .. ูŠุง ุฑุจ ุชูƒูˆู† ุฃู†ุช ูƒู…ุงู† ุญุงุณุณ ูˆุนุงุฑู ุจูƒู„ ุญุงุฌุฉ ุฏู„ูˆู‚ุชูŠ .. ู‡ุญูƒูŠู„ูƒ ูŠูˆู… ู…ุง ุฑุจู†ุง ูŠุฌู…ุนู†ุง ู…ู† ุฌุฏูŠุฏ، ูˆูŠุง ุฑุจ ุชุณู…ุนู†ูŠ ุงู„ู…ุฑุฉ ุฏูŠ ..

Saturday, July 14, 2018

ู†ู‡ู‰ ุงู„ุตุบูŠุฑุฉ .. ูƒุจุฑุช




ุฃุจูˆูŠุง ุงู„ู„ู‡ ูŠุฑุญู…ู‡ ูƒุงู† ูุงูƒุฑ ุฅู†ูŠ ู…ุงุนุฑูุด ุญุงุฌุงุช ูƒุชูŠุฑ ุนู†ู‡ .. ูƒุงู† ุฏุงูŠู…ุงً ุดุงูŠูู†ูŠ ู†ู‡ู‰ ุงู„ุตุบูŠุฑุฉ .. 


ู…ูƒุงู†ุด ุจูŠุญุจ ูŠุณู…ุน ุณู†ูŠ ุจู‚ู‰ ูƒุงู… ุฃูˆ ูŠุญุณ ุฅู†ูŠ ูƒุจุฑุช .. ูˆูƒู†ุช ุจุชุถุงูŠู‚ ุณุงุนุชู‡ุง ูˆุฃุณุฃู„ ู†ูุณูŠ ู„ูŠู‡ ุจูŠุณุชุตุบุฑู†ูŠ ู…ุน ุฅู†ู‡ ุดุงูู†ูŠ ูˆุฃู†ุง ุจูƒุจุฑ ู‚ุฏุงู…ู‡ ูˆ ุฎู„ู ุจุนุฏูŠ ุฃุฎูˆุงุชูŠ ..  

ุงู„ู†ู‡ุงุฑุฏุฉ ุจุณ ูู‡ู…ุช ู„ูŠู‡ ..
ูู‡ู…ุช ุฅู†ู‡ ูƒุงู† ุจูŠุดูˆู ุดุจุงุจู‡ ูˆุฐูƒุฑูŠุงุชู‡ ุงู„ุญู„ูˆุฉ ููŠุง .. ูƒุงู† ู†ูุณู‡ ุฃูุถู„ ุตุบูŠุฑุฉ ุนู„ู‰ ุทูˆู„ ูˆู…ุงูƒุจุฑุด ุนุดุงู† ูŠูุชูƒุฑ ู…ุณูŠุฑุฉ ูƒูุงุญู‡ ูˆ ู†ุฌุงุญุงุชู‡ .. ูƒุงู† ุจูŠุชูุงุฆู„ ุจุฃุตุบุฑ ุงู„ุฃุดูŠุงุก ุฒูŠ ุฅู†ู‡ ูŠุณู…ู‰ ู…ู†ุชุฌ ุนู„ู‰ ุงุณู…ูŠ ุฃูˆ ูŠุณุชู†ู‰ ุงุฌุฑูŠ ุนู„ูŠู‡ ูˆ ุฃุจูˆุณู‡ ุฃูˆู„ ู…ุง ูŠุฑุฌุน ู…ู† ุงู„ุดุบู„ ูƒู„ ูŠูˆู… ..

ูƒู†ุช ูุงูƒุฑุฉ ุฅู†ู‡ ุฃู†ุงู†ูŠ ููŠ ุญุจู‡ ู„ูŠุง .. ุทู„ุนุช ุฃู†ุง ุงู„ู„ูŠ ุฃู†ุงู†ูŠุฉ!
ุฃู†ุง ุงู„ู„ูŠ ู…ุงู‚ุฏّุฑุชุด ู„ู‡ูุชู‡ ูˆ ูุฑุญุชู‡ ุจูˆุฌูˆุฏูŠ ููŠ ุญูŠุงุชู‡ ..

ุณุงู…ุญู†ูŠ ูŠุงุจุง ุฅู†ูŠ ู…ุงู‚ูˆู„ุชู„ูƒุด ุฅู†ูŠ ุจุญุจูƒ ูˆูƒู†ุช ุจุฎุงู ุนู„ูŠูƒ ู…ู† ู†ูุณูƒ .. ุฑุจู†ุง ูŠู‚ุฏّุฑู†ูŠ ูˆุฃู†ุดุฑ ุณูŠุฑุชูƒ ุงู„ุญู„ูˆุฉ ู„ู„ู†ุงุณ ูƒู„ู‡ุง .. ุฑุจู†ุง ูŠุบูุฑ ู„ูŠ ุชู‚ุตูŠุฑูŠ ูˆุนุฏู… ุชู‚ุฏูŠุฑูŠ ู„ุชุนุจูƒ .. ุฑุจู†ุง ูŠู†ูˆّุฑ ู‚ุจุฑูƒ ูˆูŠุฑูุน ู‚ุฏุฑูƒ ..ุงู„ู„ู‡ู… ุฃู…ูŠู†

Thursday, February 8, 2018

You’re Unprofessional, They said.



Back in the days, someone once told me I’m unprofessional.

I took it hard, then, and I thought they were right; that it’s my bad. I should have tried harder, done a better job, went an extra mile to prove them wrong. Although, I already did all that, and more.

But later, life happened… I’ve been here and there. I’ve met new people, had more experiences, got my heart broken.. I simply grew up.

Ultimately, God proves you wrong. He shows you how you’ve belittled yourself, how you’ve forgotten it’s worth, that people can be wrong about you: you’ve done your all. He sends little packs of blessings; a prayer, a thank you note, a kind gesture from a trusted friend, etc., to push you forward and allow you to embrace life.

Trust these signs, and indulge them. Have faith that there’s a bigger world out there; larger than your mind, your prespectives, and beliefs.

Know that you always reap what you sow. It’s never too late. Good things will happen to you, only if you believe you deserve them and do your best.

These are not words of an NLP mimic.

I’ve lived, and breathed this. I’ve bled and had my share of sufferings and defeat. But as the band OneRepublic says, "I swear, I lived!"

#Self_Reminder #LessonLearned #CountingBlessings #PracticingGratitude

Sunday, August 20, 2017

Confessions Of A Writer


The funny thing is.. I do miss writing. Miss the thrill of it, Not the "writing for a living" attempts. Not the ugly, commercial side of it.
Not the stress that comes along.And yes, it's turning into one of my fears that I know I have to face sooner or later. I'll lose it for good if I don't do something about it soon, if I don't fight its urge of dragging me down to a loop of silence & blocks.

Writers live in constant battles with themselves and others to stay sane. Yes, it's beautifully damaging in a way. Yes, sometimes we lose ourselves in the process of creating something unique. The ugly truth is.. it's worth it every time! It's like drugs, but more indulging & engaging.

Will I write like before? That, I don't know.
What I know is, it'll stay part of who I am even if I forgot about it for a while, and I hope it stays special. It may come knocking on my doors someday.