Showing posts from March, 2017

Poem: Thoughts Running Riot at 3 am

It’s 3 am. A time for writers. Poets and artists to be awake. I think they forgot one more category. Of people who are lonely. And people who are in love. They say it cannot be told which one is worse. But I can tell you which one might be the worst. The ones in love and still feel lonely. Wouldn’t you rather be alone, Than be lonely?
It’s 3 am. And a broken-hearted girl is trying to sleep. But the sound of her own tears is keeping her awake. Too many thoughts are running riot in her mind. And too many voices are screaming at her. Tell me then, if these voices are there – How can she say she’s alone? There’s always the voices.
It’s 3 am. And all anyone wants is to talk to someone. Crave a human voice. But there are nights like these when you just Have to face your loneliness alone.
It’s 3 am. And it’s just completely sad. That a girl who has the world at her finger tips Wants nothing more than someone In this unforgiving world to just listen to her.
It’s 3 am. The time for people to be vulnerab…

Musings: The Kind of Love We Crave For

I remember reading this quote a long time ago –
“Unless it’s mad, passionate, extraordinary, give it up. There are too many mediocre things in life. Love shouldn’t be one of them.”
I don’t know who originally came up with this quote because I got it off one of those quotable boxes that we see floating around on social media. I remember sharing the quote with some of the closest people in my life. While one had wholeheartedly agreed, the other reasoned that not always does love have to mad, passionate or extraordinary. Maybe love is just the quiet voice at the end of the day that whispers sweet nothing into your ears. Maybe love are the arms that hug you tight when you’ve had too long a day and all you want at that very moment is to sleep.
I wonder then, why do we place so much emphasis on something that would come across as so…for lack of a better word…ordinary.
Maybe it’s us who has made love such a complicated thing. Because unfortunately we live in a world where it’s easier to find s…