I'm not here. I'm just a figment of your imagination.

bloggingI have just posted a recent poem “Trap” which is actually the first poem I have written for a very long time. It was written in September, but describes my emotions on certain things for the past three years up to the present. I’ve written a bunch of poems before, especially in my teenage and young adult years, but just recently set them all to private, except for one – “What Have You Done to the Angel?” (There is a reason for that, which maybe I will share some other time.)

I have decided to start blogging again, regularly. This is because I want to get back my creative writing juices, not just in poetry, but in prose as well. Blogging about my thoughts and opinions on certain things will allow me to express myself through writing again, and then I will be comfortable with getting back to writing poetry and prose.

And with that said, I have decided to join NaNoWriMo this year. This is my first time – I have never heard of NaNoWriMo before. It also means that I have to write 50,000 words in one month, starting November 1. Hmmm… Can I do really do it? This, plus, well, life?

For NaNoWriMo, I have decided to write a fantasy novel with the (tentative) title of “The Moonseeker’s Medallion”. The synopsis goes “With aid from a mysterious medallion, a sorcerer king invades the Elder Kingdoms to prevent a dreaded prophecy, while a secret society aims to stop him and restore balance.” Yeah. It needs a little work. Or a lot. I’ll try my best.

I will also post poetry from time to time, of course.

I will end this post with this quote that I love, which rings true for me.

“Imagination is the only weapon in the war against reality.”

– Lewis Carroll

I knew it then, but didn’t care
So much to do, so much to bear
Just trudge along and do my thing
Gotta try to please the King

And try to endure Captain Unpleasant
And work the wings for Bumbling Bee
I’ve been through worse, I tell myself
So there’s no one to blame but me

I knew it then, but didn’t care
Heedlessly cycling this head affair
Into darkness and out of it
Grab onto light that’s dimly lit

And I get a surprise but unpleasant
And there’s no one to blame but me
They don’t give warnings in this place
I must quickly pay the fee

I knew it then, but didn’t care
Got used to life being unfair
I knew that while I struggled not to snap
I’ve somehow laid myself a trap

And to get out is so unpleasant
And there’s no one to blame but me
Done my hardest but it’s not enough
I can no longer just let it be

You knew it then, but didn’t care
You still chose our lives to share
While I was caught in my own trap
You were ready to fill the gap

And it must have been quite unpleasant
To be entwined with a lifeless me
Yet still you carefully set your trap
That I’ve fallen into happily

Your beautiful black diamond trap
That we’ve fallen into happily

 

*This poem can also be found in my poetry book What Have You Done to the Angel.

What have you done to the angel?
Why have you injured her wings?
The bliss of her smile has faded
Her hands have been soiled by your sins

Engulfed by your flames, she is burning
Her innocence turning to ashes
She struggles with wings that are bleeding
She flies but she falls and she crashes

Could you fix what is broken forever?
Mend wings that could no longer soar?
Could you heal a spirit that’s shattered?
She breathes, but she’s angel no more

And she craves for a drink of your poison
Longs for a glimpse of the Dark
What have you done to the angel?
How have you twisted her heart?