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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! :)

Friday, August 14, 2015

The Sun and The Moon

I'm not always selfish.
I don't always put myself first.
I don't always try to keep everything for myself.
I can be selfless too.


Though it is true that I am greedy at times,
But when it comes to the people I care about,
I forget my own desires,
And try my best to provide.


And it may sound cliché and overused,
But I say their happiness is enough for me.
Even if I have to give when I myself do not have much, I will.
For them, I will.


And even if they may not care for me,
Like the way I care for them,
It matters not.
Just being of help to them will suffice.


It doesn't even matter
If they come to me in times of dire need,
Because it could have been none at all,
I am glad enough to be their Moon during the blackest of nights.


And if to say, they love someone else, someone that is their Sun.
I will not stand in their way.
I will be happy for them,
And continue to light their nights when the Sun is not around.


You might call me foolish, or a martyr even,
But the truth is, I'd rather see them happy,
Even if it means I must give up what I long for.
I am willing to make this sacrifice.

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