I bleed poetry

It’s been such a long time since I last wrote a poem, or even read one just for the sake of it. I would come across blogs, etc, but I haven’t read all those poetry books by my favorite writers in such a long time. Maybe, since I have stopped writing poems, I thought I had moved on from poetry. However, today, my younger cousins reminded me again how much it means to me, and why it intrigues me still.

Maryam, who is 11, and Mina, 8, have their poetry exams tomorrow. They each have a poetry book, and have to learn selected poems by heart, and tomorrow, they have to recite them to their teachers. And that is supposed to be their poetry exam. I remember I would have the same tests, and I still know some of the poems that I learned in primary school by heart.

When my cousins were practicing with me, I could see myself at their age. English was my favorite subject at school. I was a very slow learner and was frowned upon by teachers in most subjects, but I would always get great marks in English and Poetry lessons. I would love reading poems, and had no trouble memorizing them, too. This bugged my mom and teachers a lot, because I would fail all other lessons at primary school.

Today, I read their poetry books and I realized how much it fascinates me even to this day. Even now, when I don’t write as often as I want to.

Always, Alan Rickman

There are no words… What those books mean to me, I can’t explain it. Every character has become like a family member, and to lose one is just heartbreaking. I was so not ready for this. I wasn’t even expecting it! 😞😞😞

I am so saddened and shocked right now. Rest in peace, Alan. You will always be remembered and forever missed. 😭❤️❤️❤️

*This post got saved as a draft, and I didn’t check to see if it was published. 

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This is so sad


I found this on a Facebook page that I’ve liked. And this is just so heartbreaking. Everyone goes through hard times. And friends are the ones who make things bearable, and sometimes, better. My heart goes out to those who don’t have anyone to talk to when they’re going through hell. I think everybody should have friends, or someone to talk to. It only takes one smile, one hug, one hand and one person to make a difference. So. Friends, talk to your friends… You never know who’s going through a painful time. Offer a bit of your sunlight. xx

Tangled

   

   
“Flower, gleam and glow
Let your power shine,
Make the clock reverse
Bring back what once was mine…

Heal what has been hurt
Change the Fates’ design,
Save what has been lost
Bring back what once was mine…

What once was mine…”

I’m watching Tangled tonight and I absolutely just love this song. ❤️❤️❤️❤️🌟

Ugly Betty: Season 3 Episode 23

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I started watching the series again this month and now I’m nearing the end of season 3. This is one of my favorite shows, by the way.

And this dialogue just spoke to me:

“I am trying to wrap my head around the worst thing I can imagine that I will die, and you will meet someone and move on and forget me. That’s the thing I’m most afraid of that the world will just go on without me, and everyone will forget I was here.”