21 Days of Poetry: Author’s Choice #2

Day 15 done. Six days to go. Here is choice #2:

Fall Into Place V2

So much legalities
Practicalities
I’d no sooner
Give up —
With all the car loans,
House rents,
Job tansitions —
Hold up!

Everything will fall into place
The way they did
Six years before.

This one deserves a special mention:

Still Breathing

Breathe in
Breathe out
Everything’s going to work out fine

Breathe in
Breathe out
Remember — just take it one step at a time

Breathe in
Breathe out
It’s okay — you’re almost there

Breathe in
Breath out
You’re good — you’re still breathing air

Well, I’m starting to fall in love with poetry. Maybe I can do more of these. <3

21 Days of Poetry: Author’s Choice #1

10 days in. I will be choosing three poems to share here. The best ones, so far, I think. Here is choice #1:

Love Letters

This back and forth
Exchange of mail
Sent in packets
Through time
Sways through the air
Like lovers
Moving in a slow
Tentative dance

I bear my heart
You bear yours –
Our words embracing us and each other

Electronic ink
Temporarily standing in for
Our hands
Our breaths
Our lips
And sighs

21 Days of Poetry

It’s time to flex those literary muscles again. And I’ve been feeling too much lately. Might as well channel everything into something creative. Thus this new project: 21 Days of Poetry. To help me cope-through/live-through/breathe-through this month of October.

I’m no poet. I’m more into prose – flash fiction, short stories, those sort of things. When I write in verse, I usually write them with melodies already in mind – thus the songs I’ve composed over the years (they’re not that good, but I’m quite happy with them). I did write a couple of poems when I was in secondary school. Love poems for crushes, published under a pen name in the school newspaper and literary folio. But I haven’t been that much into poetry since high school graduation.

But I do put on my poet hat once in a blue moon. Those blue moons being days I turn into a melancholy wreck. So hey, let me try this project out.

I wrote this the other day in one of my secret blogs (I have quite a lot of them, actually):

Poetry

I write poetry
To capture
Emotions that are fleeting
– But feel so real –
At the time.

I’ll be capturing emotions for the next 21 Days (though yesterday was already actually Day 1). I won’t be posting those poems here though. They’ll mostly be for me. But you might find snippets of them flying about. If you’d like to follow this project though, drop me a message through Scribbles and Stories and we’ll work something out. :D

Letter #15: Letter to the Future

Dear Future,

How uncertain you are. So uncertain, yet so full of possibilities. I look at you with mixture of both fear and exhilliration.

Fear, because I do not know what you hold. I know good things are in store. But what if those good things are not what I am expecting? What if I am building my hopes sky high only to be met by – by what again is unknown. But perfect love casts out all fear, they say. So I open up my heart for Love. I open up my heart to that Thing that will banish all these cares away.

Like jumping into a roller coaster, I look at you with exhilliration. I may be afraid at first, but you are definitely something to look forward to. There will be many twists and turns, many up and downs, but I will just scream my heart out and enjoy the ride. The ride will be exciting. I am sure if it. It is a brand new adventure I am willing to take on.

I shall jump into you like one jumping off the edge of a cliff. Prepare to catch me because here I come.

Letter #14: Letter to Yuppies Everywhere

To the Yuppies,

There is a balance. Between pouring yourself into your work. And between living life like you only live once (putting YOLO here makes it redundant).

Truth #1: There is more to this life than work. There is more to this life than climbing up that corporate ladder. There is more to life than the four walls of your office, than the cages if your cubicles, than the mounds of unending paperwork and unread mails. There’s God. There’s your family. There’s friendship. There’s yourself. When you spend most of your waking hours at work, it is easy to forget these. But learn to break away every day and devote time to things which are of utmost importance.

Truth #2: Your work may not be the most important but nonetheless it still is. Do not use life as an excuse to slack off. Remember, you are being paid for what you do. You need to get paid, whether you like it or not, unless you plan to live off the earth or the wallet of another. You were made do be excellent. Whatever is in your hands, do it well. Most of all, do it with heart.

Take these words, learn from them as well. Because there is a balance, dear friends. There is.

Letter #13: Letter to the Oldies

To the older generation,

Thank you for going before us. Thank you for paving the way, for giving us a platform to stand on. Thank you for your words of wisdom, for your well intended advice, even, well, for your reprimands. We acknowledge you because even though we blame you a lot of times, we won’t be where we are if it weren’t for you.

I suppose the next few paragraphs will make this letter sound like a graduation speech:

To our teachers, thank you for teaching us what we know now. I still don’t know how Math 17 and CMSC 150 is applicable in my life, but oh well papel, CMSC 2 and CMSC 100 is very useful to me know. CMSC 128, too.

To our parents, thank you for loving us, for doing your best to provide for us, for raising us, and even for releasing us to do what we have to do. I hope we never tire of telling you how much we love you.

To our leaders, we believe in you. Yes, each one of you. Leaders in our workplace, leaders in our church, leaders in (let me brace myself for all the rotten eggs and tomatoes) our country. Forgive us for being harsh, for being critical, for feeling that we are so much better than you – we don’t realize how difficult it is to truly lead. We will simply continue praying for you, supporting you in whatever way we can.

And to all whose ages are a month or a year higher than ours – we simply honor you. You have been on this planet longer than us. I hope we can glean a nugget of wisdom or two from you.

From,

Me and the younger ones

Letter #12: Letter to the Youth

Dear Youth,

I’m reading this book, “Can’t be Arsed: 101 things not to do before you die”. It’s a humorous counter to all the YOLO things we like to do nowadays. You know, bucket lists and all that. I don’t think it’s meant to be taken seriously (the book, I mean). Because if there’s one thing I can tell you, youth, don’t be afraid to live a life of adventure. A life or risks. A life or purpose. A life of meaning. A life of love. Go out and live life, living for yourself, pouring out to others, pouring out most of all to God, too.

LIVE. For yourself. I mean, be you. We tend to fall into two extremes. You care too much about yourself (hello narcissistic youth), or you don’t care at all. But you can’t love others if you don’t really love yourself. So live. I tell you again, LIVE.

Pour out to others. Because there are other people aside from you. Everyone is fighting a battle. It wouldn’t hurt to move out of your bubble and bring some joy in other people’s bubble’s, too.

Most of all, pour out to God. Some of you might believe in the concept of a supreme being. Some of you might not. But since I believe in Him, this is my conviction: every breath you breathe in this life is a song being sung out to Him. Will you belt out cacophony of sounds like those of clanging cymbals or will you sing a sound of worship instead?

Youth, there are probably a lot more I should tell you. But for now, these will have to do.

Go, Youth. I believe in you.

Letter #11: Letter to my Foster Country

Ahh, Malaysia, truly Asia. It will be six years soon. How are we doing?

I don’t know what to make of what is happening right now. Politically. Coz everything’s got GST. Nah, that’s all behind us now. We’re moving forward, aren’t we?

At any rate, thanks for taking me in. Living here is fun. You have lovely infrastructures, awesome natural vegetation, interesting historical sights — I look forward to every road trip I plan with my friends. This June we want to go to Sekinchan and Kellie’s Castle. I’m so stoked!

Food here is uhhh-mazing. I have you to blame to the kgs I gained during my first few years here. No matter. With a few tweaks to my diet and exercise, my body’s back to being a healthy range. But nasi lemak… I’m looking at you. You’re one of the culprits. Char Kuey Teow and Everything Goreng, I’m looking at you, too.

I’m going to miss you when I’m gone. I know you’ll miss me, but I think you should know now that I shall miss you greatly, too. But why am I saying goodbye? It’s far too early for a long farewell now, isn’t it?

Well. One thing I know. I’ll make sure I make the most of every moment I spend with you.