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Introduction: My first blog and why I made it

Hi, I'm Denise, at this moment of writing (2014), 19 years of age. I've been writing officially (I call it official since I became part of the school publication) since I was in 6th grade.


This is my "first" blog. First being in double quotation marks because even before this, I had done one, but I don't think it was ever really published, more like a blog only for my eyes. I don't even know what happened to it. Anyway, here in this blog I will be posting all my poems, quotations, short stories, maybe even my novelettes, anything that floats my boat. I will also include my letterings, maybe some sketches or stuff. Everything related to the pen that I can think of. :)


I started this blog, as suggested by my friends because they knew that I love to write. Well, I considered it, and thought it might be a good idea. Since I wanted to keep a close copy of all my works. I even wrote them in a small notebook that I usually bring with me, but still, having a copy on the worldwide web would be good too. I also think that it would be nice to share my works with other people. I write to express my feelings, and I think that there would be people out there who could relate to the things I write about, maybe even help them or provide some insight. I know that at the moment, most topics seem to be about love, unrequited at that, but I will endeavor to post other writings about different topics. I will work to post all my works from the past up to my present ones, and hopefully, those of you reading will find some that you could connect to. Hope you all enjoy the things in this blog. Thanks for reading! :)

Wednesday, December 24, 2014

Raindrops of my Heart

You are like a faraway dream to me.
a being, almost perfect, but I didn't notice until lately.
It took some time before my heart found you,
but ever since it did, my heart had been so blue.

I couldn't keep myself from falling,
'Coz the words you've spoken had left my heart hoping.
Yet I know it is all in vain.
From loving you, there could only be rain.

You've brought to me so much sadness.
What I wouldn't give to finally escape this madness.
To think that it used to be just nothing.
Now it is too much, my heart is hurting.

It would have been more bearable, had I not been so foolish.
It could end differently, if I dare the pride I cherish.
But I cannot, why dare for a lost cause?
When I already know what happens before the "because".

My heart is deeply submerged in this sorrow.
You'd think everyone would've noticed, but No.
They don't see how much you've played a part,
in causing all the raindrops of my broken heart.

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