Thank you for those who read through and through I would do better next year.
Thursday, December 31, 2020
367 of 366: I spent a year for this blog only to label them wrong
It was one hell of a year, got offers I wasn't expecting and the pandemic really shook the world to its core. I am more angry than I have ever been to everything but I still love every silver lining there is that happened. Would keep blogging next year but would do things differently.
Wednesday, December 30, 2020
366 of 366: Oh well
I really labeled these things wrong and probably I should do better formats next year. Oh well.
Tuesday, December 29, 2020
365 of 366: ayts
I'm really tired today
And I really labeled these things wrong
Night
Monday, December 28, 2020
364 of 366: welp
I am now heading to what I wished
Since the holiday started
And will receive the gifts I always wanted
But looking back at my blogs
I named these things off 1 day
Sunday, December 27, 2020
Saturday, December 26, 2020
362 of 366: A bit worn out
Longer I do these things
I feel like they are dragging out
Like the fatigue caught up to me
Or if I'm even making any sense
I kinda wished my creative juice
Would soon overflow
But maybe tired as I may be
I just need to rest a bit
Friday, December 25, 2020
361 of 366: Merry Chrystmas
The year that passed
Is not all that kind
But blessed us still
To make this far
Every day is truly a gift
Despite the world that shift
May the years ahead
Be kinder than now
And let's hope that what we faced
Is the worst in our lifetime
As tomorrow is never promised
We can only hope for the best to come
Thursday, December 24, 2020
360 of 366: Normal is good
The day seem normal
Like a day no other
Nothing special
But the calmness of the mind
That I have right now
Compare to last year
is way better now
Wednesday, December 23, 2020
359 of 366: Realizations
I should be setting some boundaries
To myself against others
Like why do I keep putting myself
In situations I would suffer
What the hell is wrong with me?
Tuesday, December 22, 2020
358 of 366: what
How does one quantify happiness?
Has the thought lost in the process?
Has the thought lost in the process?
Do we wait for something to happen?
To what things we associate?
To what things we associate?
Monday, December 21, 2020
357 of 366: Just, ugh.
Human lives taken with no remorse
Every day, just piling up corpse
Those who we should turn into
Are feared for what they could do
Every once in a while they fill the headlines
Charged but not imprisoned for their crimes
People will continue to uproar
If they will do nothing more
Sunday, December 20, 2020
356 of 366: It is very cold
Cold wind was never comfort
Not a feel I would resort
A thing not in my accord
Crawling in my skin
Inside my head squeezing
While my jaw tightening
Such discomfort is felt
Pain I wish would melt
Saturday, December 19, 2020
355 of 366: I forgot
How very telly that we forget
The thing we all resent
When happiness comes in
And when things are great
Let's hope that the days remain this way
Friday, December 18, 2020
354 of 366: Struggle today
Things are tough and there will be more
You can only hope to survive like before
Maybe some things in your life won't coordinate
But they do not deserve your hate
Some rewards after will compensate
And better things you will create
But now bear with today
And fight through the haze
Thursday, December 17, 2020
353 of 366: Take a breathe
There is no need for a rush
Or to trigger every word and action
Not all conflicts need attention
And some sparks are meant to stay that way
Maybe we're all tired
And irritated in some sort
But it does not mean we're bad people
Just really tired and exhausted
Of everything in the world
Going in the wrong direction
Wednesday, December 16, 2020
352 of 366: Take it easy
The mind itself is too powerful
Creating thoughts it never should
Then in the boy, it manifests
Leaving no room for rest
Then you feel all sorts of things
Drowning you in feelings
There feel pain on everything
Then it numbs when you succumbs
So take a rest and sit back
And learn to wait for your life to track
Tuesday, December 15, 2020
351 of 366: Just a little more
All the pieces coming together
The days could not get any better
In light of things that becomes clearer
Bad days soon will falter
Push one more in the days ahead
Apply everything you learn and read
Monday, December 14, 2020
350 of 366: calm down
Maybe I do need rest
And take my mind off things
Little calmer now I seem
As I got my sleep
Too much of something
Never really produces good
Maybe I just panic
But I am where I should
Sunday, December 13, 2020
349 of 366: Optimist
Sun is clear and gleam today
Ready for whatever may
My foot has yet to heal
But my mind is perfect as it seem
I feel great for the days ahead
And tomorrow doesn't sound so bad
Saturday, December 12, 2020
348 of 366: From the roots themselves
They are not born with it
Rather taught of evil
The world molds the people
Making some, very twisted
In all the cries and lies
These little people make
Are from adults whose
Thoughts are no better
Friday, December 11, 2020
347 of 366: The storm before the calm
I feel like nothing is there to write
As I slog the last day of the semester
My creative juices are reserved
For better things in mind
But when I do achieve the highest end
With flying colors finishing the sem
Then will write once more
From the heart this time
Thursday, December 10, 2020
346 of 366: Nice.
Now all the things out of reach
Are now in your fingertips
You struggle a bit
But the grind was worth it
Maybe If I was like this before
I could have been happier or more
But then again the struggle made me strong
Wednesday, December 9, 2020
345 of 366: When you feel like dreaming but your eyes are wide open
All the dreams are in place
Gone the days
When we wish for these
Things to make
And those things deemed impossible
Are in the future now
A little patience would bloom
Into something you always hoped for
Tuesday, December 8, 2020
344 of 366: Just around the corner
Silver skies pouring rain
The sun has blocked rays
But all the metaphors in the world
Cannot erase all the faults
How long can lies and deceit
Be kept up and linger
Slowly killing the essential
Only to cry in the final
Every little will pile up
And the wrong will bite back
Monday, December 7, 2020
343 of 366: And so the week begins
So the week begins
Reality come cashing in
And all the things you thought
You could ignore
All comes crashing in
My foot is still aching
And the weather is cold
But all of that won't matter
When things are done
The way they are should
Sunday, December 6, 2020
342 of 366: rest day hehehe
We deserve a day of rest
And a gentle caress
The days ahead will be harsh
But let us seize
This day as ours
Saturday, December 5, 2020
341 of 366: the thing about hope is that you don't get it when you don't want it
Though the hope of romance fleeted
Hope somehow comes in seeped
Days that never made sense
Suddenly made one right now
But this could be a product
Of a perfect world I have in mind
All these assumptions
Living in my imagination
But maybe this time it's different
Where things bloom
And they last and never vague
I just hope this one is
Friday, December 4, 2020
340 of 366: A few push more
Back to the square I'm lost
Of all the things I ignored
Became crucial at most
And now I feel torn
The day is about to break
But the night shows darkness
As glimpses of hope slowly appear
You cannot ignore
The darkness seeping
Thursday, December 3, 2020
339 of 366: The cold always bothered me everyday
Seeping inside my bones
Bothering the drying my throat
Feeling runny, this nose
As I feel every discomfort
Remedies done and due
Medicines drank and so
I simply wait for it to kick in
And my health becomes good again
This kind of weather bothers me
As my body never adjusts
Heat or cold they are often too much
But it's the paranoia that happens
Of something greater than the weather
But I'm pretty sure I'm just cold
Wednesday, December 2, 2020
338 of 366: Please stop, it's getting pathetic
Mind your own business
Own your faults
You will not take us with you
You'll fall on your own
The false cries
And shallow tears
Inconsistencies show
And the lies are shattered
Who know what will happen
When the truth comes crashing
Tuesday, December 1, 2020
337 of 366: Grim days
The crimson sky weeps of diamond
As the days get even cold
Tightening of lungs and chest
Breathing suddenly was a chore
The days to come are filled with hope
As grim days have already passed
Surely not of worse will come
Because if not, what is more to come
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