I decided to write a love letter to myself.  Perhaps, you will be able to listen to my love letter, tell yourself you are beautiful and truly believe it. Thank you in advance for listening to this podcast episode. Thank you for sticking with me throughout the year, when I was consistent and not so much that. Thank you for the compliments. I am thankful that my voice has brought peace to you. Thank you to all who promoted my podcast. It means a lot to this girl who wants to reach as many hearts as possible but still stay hidden. And as always, I hope you enjoy this!

PS: Bible verse quoted is Romans 5:3-8

I stumbled across an IG post from a journaling page “@joclub_”which said, “Write about a good hug on Day 631”. I thought it was an interesting topic and I felt I could work on something but when I thought hard about it, I realised that I could not think of a hug that has left me with a lasting impression. Perhaps, I have forgotten. So, instead, I decided to take inspiration from that post and write about a hug that would have been a good hug.

This podcast episode is a telling of that haunting encounter.

It is a poem about losing yourself in the depths that is the eyes of someone you love.

To Err is Human, To Forgive is Divine but I do not claim to be perfect as God is, only trying everyday to do what is right and also reminding myself to humanize people.

This episodes centers around the telling of stories by people based off of their perception, which might not necessary be the blueprint to follow or necessarily be Truth.

It has been a while since I have written with the intention to post, or should I say, anything that I categorise as worthwhile to post or something that doesn’t give people ammo to try to manipulate me.

It is inevitable to share a ton when I bare my soul to the e-notepad.  However, in the past I mostly wrote in such a way as not to be understood per say, and yet, giving the reader free rein to feel and come to their own interpretation. I definitely found it interesting and lovely to find people engaging with my words.

I wrote something this night. It is so short that I wonder if it can be categorised as poetry. However, Here it is.  Enjoy!

I wrote this beautiful poem recently. I feel you all on here appreciate my poetry so I made a conscious note to write something. Work tends to rob me of my creative energy but I was happy to create this. It speaks of yearning and of love; A love that reassures. I feel we all need that.

I hope you enjoy this!

Hey everyone!

I dug deep into my poetry collection for this one. Sometimes, I am thankful for inspiration despite the pain. You see, my focus is always on the art that flows out from me, what I produce, not necessarily the hurt or the pain. Other times, I think the inspiration has served its purpose, to heal me, and there is no need to keep the art anymore, no matter how great it is, since it is a past that I don’t even want to remember anymore. An unnecessary memory, you could say, which I know will be wiped away in time, because my brain will deem it redundant. Right now is not one of those moments. I am wistful and reflective as I read this again. I guess I am learning from my past self in this moment.

I hope my poem evokes "something wistful, something beautiful" within you.

Hello everyone! Here's a poem I wrote about my hair. I had just cut off my chemically straightened hair, fall of 2017, and was just discovering the nature and texture of my coily hair for the first time. My hair had been chemically straightened, prior to this, when I was too young to remember what it was originally. So, this was all a very new journey for me, with a lot of mixed emotions.

Poetry was in everything for me, it flowed so easily to me back then. I'd venture to say it kept me company. I hope you enjoy this original. It was fun and playful writing this.

Today's episode is a poetry reading of a poem titled, "If There's A Word More Powerful Than Love". It is gotten from the K-drama titled, "The Bride Of Habaek".

The first time I heard this poem, I was so moved by it that I knew I had to share it with people who might fall in love with it as well.