Upon her conversion to WordPress.com, tis’ is a place where the random musings and angst continue to haunt the digital literary world. It does not help that she’s as elusive as one’s glimpse of a shadow, nor the fact that she has likened herself to a contemporary Pandora’s Box.
This may set to change over the span of the next couple of years. Deleting away 2003-2006’s history of blog posts and glancing at snippets of writing, the sentences strung have matured from a girl to a lady, from a lady to a woman. The beauty of blog posts – they reflect your phases in life, your growth in character and your blossoming into a fine person.
It’s been too long since
I’ve touched these keys
They’re dusted over
Just like these dreams
But on a pre-dawn morning
A thought struck me
A sentient arrow
A rekindled memory
Of a certain flame
Of a certain name
Of a certain heart
That refused to be tamed
And so I sought you out
Searched the sky
For your cloud
And yes, your words they
Still burn bright
I MISS THOSE RHYMES AND RIDDDDLES! =D
Good to have you back!