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.

Thank you for those who read through and through I would do better next year.

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?
Do we wait for something to happen?
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