Purpose of Poetry

Poetry is putting a diaphanous veil over something unappealing, speaking regarding it just subdued enough to put into oblivion how abraded and festering and suppurate the wound is.

It’s a language of emphasizing inspiration, subjectivity – of Romanticism and painless augury, full of fanatical sentimentalism and compelling twists of the tongue.

Metaphors are hazardous travesty, using a sort of transfiguration to turn wordless sentiment into imaginable circumstances.

The way the anguish rios through yoyr body and flusters your every bones compelling you to envision misery as it pull you down to great depths and choking breaths.

The truth is, poetry is a deceiver, a fibber, an equivocator. Never fall for its exquisitely crafted stanzas causing slips into the dense fog of nostalgia.

I.

Somehow

I write to an audience that doesn’t reply (but I always keep receiving reviews which is really overwhelming). I don’t get much shares or reblogs. But I like the idea that people read them regardless.

It’s okay if you don’t post that button, but I hope my writings give impact to someone, whether good or bad, it’s good to know that someone out there was moved by my words.

I just want to make you feel the spectrum of emotions.

Mission Possible: Depriving myself of something for a bigger cause

Finally! I’ve been able to help few students in going back to school this school year!

I started to think about it since last yeat. I did some computations but my allowance is seriously not enough to do this so I told myself to forget about it.

But I can’t.

So I decided to really deprive myself from my cravings. I deprived myself from a slice of pizza, Starbucks, chocolate bars, and many more like MANY MORE! When this started, every single time I feel like eating chocolate or getting a cup of coffee from Starbucks I seriously put my money inside a super duper secured piggy bank.

To make the long story short, I had like less than Php 5000 and I wisely bought super cheap notebooks, pencils, pen, pad papers, crayons and other school supplies which provided 10 students who can’t afford such

It was fulfilling. I wish I had more to give the kids.

I felt happy