Remembering

In the middle of dawn I remain awake
Rummaging through keepsakes and memories
Reminded of moments that passed through time
Those not forgotten and erased
Just hidden in a treasure box to be kept safe

Oceans and different directions
Creating gaps between confidants
However only physical and geographical
Invisible strings of the soul remain
Continuing the tangle and bond maintained

The times may gradually change us
Each thought may wander where ever
But once in a while a soft nudge
Heartstrings pulled back to reminisce, to recollect
And realizing friendships pure and true we hold still

~melancholik

A New Year Musing

The past year has been a good one and has been more than I expected. It became a year of travels and reunions. A twelve month stretch, however, cannot escape struggles. It's true one cannot appreciate happiness without sadness or disappointments, they always come in tandem. Major decisions had to be done and I decided to take a leap of faith. So far I can see one window open, I hope when I move further it will become a door. I am extremely grateful for the blessings I've received as well as the challenges I had to face. 

I haven't written for some time, somehow my zest for writing anything under the sun has evaporated in thin air. My creative side has grown shy and went in hiding for a few months. Of course I would not allow that point in my life to extend any longer. I realized even if I'm stuck in an uncreative environment I should not let myself get absorbed by it. To swim against the current-- if that's what has to be done then that's what I shall do. 

This year, I'd like to expand my creative horizons and venture into some stuff, new and old alike, that should make me feel brand new but unchanged at the same time. My hopes are up for 2013. I'm wishing for the best.

Woes Concealed

Engulfed in shadows of weakness

Realizing I alone am my own enemy

Tears flow

I tried to swim but drowned

Engaged in saving them

Unaware of my own need for redemption

Swallowed by fear and resentment

Adrift in miseries made

Torments of past nightmares

Haunting my waking hours

Ghosts of forgotten faults

Arose to remind my present state

Time moves but sorrows remain

Enclosed in an envelope of secrets

They wail for release

In my sleep I hear them, I weep

~melancholik!

A Bookworm's Thought

Lately, I've been reviewing for an English proficiency exam. I came across a topic in the writing task which I found interesting because I had something to say about it and especially since it involved books. I was kind of restricted though as there was a time limit, it needed to be formal and academic, and there was a word limit as well. So, I thought I should share what I had written for this sample writing test.

Technology has evolved so much over the years. Most people these days have become avid users of gadgets from computers to smart phones. Recently, e-books are introduced to the world, making reading more convenient and less bulky. With this new technological development, people are torn between thinking that printed media will become a thing of the past and believing that the existence of e-books will not cause the disappearance of the former. People always run back to the basics when all else fail. Printed media is a basic reading material and it will not be replaced that easy.

With the birth of tablets in the technology world, many have opted to invest on e-books rather than purchase heavy and bulky books. Techy readers can have all the editions and volumes they want in their iPad or Kindle with just a touch without the burden of carrying a huge bag or having to stack piles of books on the table. They can read their favorite novels in the first bus and scan the newspaper articles in the second bus at an easy click. It cannot be denied that e-books provide convenience to readers.

Readers who were already book lovers before technology introduced e-books are very fond of the feel of pages on their fingers and the crisp sound as they are turned. When readers open their book, they love smelling the vanillin scent of the yellowing pages before starting to read. Such moments bookworms have with their books are priceless and special. E-books cannot give these out of the ordinary feelings that traditional book readers experience. the goal of filling up the shelves with their favorite authors' masterpieces can only be realized with real books.

E-books may be convenient and practical but such advantages cannot lead to the extinction of printed media. The priceless feeling of holding a read-worthy book is enough to compensate for the money and space used up by it.

Adrift

The scorching heat cruel from skin to bones

But the crystal blue water calls

Digging toes through the powdery sand

Approaching the crash of the waves

Freedom felt as I glide through

Holding breath with wide open eyes

In the salty fluid of the ocean

I felt more free and welcome

Blissful moments worthy to keep

Floating, memorizing every cloud

Swimming and savouring the feeling

In this precious drift is where I long to be

~melancholik

Lynette

Left a mark upon each heart you touched

The time may have been short

But all moments worthwhile

You will not be forgotten

For a part of the stars you will become

Watching over those you care for and love

Your strength and passion

Your heart of gold

Remains evermore an inspiration

You may no longer be perceived by the eyes

Nor by flesh be sensed

But your memory lingers incessantly

Farewell, my dear

To the clouds and heavens above

Your ship shall sail safe and sound

Choice Makes the Man

Solemn and quiet sessions
Experimental and vile
Associating him to be good
But goodness is a choice
And not to be induced.

Violence runs through his veins
Must be controlled
For it is a menace
But goodness is a choice
And not to be induced.

A mind filled of malice
Naturally maleficent
Inclined to be offensive
But goodness is a choice
And not to be induced.

Time has progressed
And so has his age
An enlightenment struck
He chose to be good
And he was not induced.

*inspired by A Clockwork Orange*