Paper Heart

My heart as paper
My blood as ink
A rhythmic letter
Folded into being.

A paper fish
Swims a furious ocean
Floats with every wish
Graceful in motion.

A paper feline
Roams a wild jungle
With guts and spine
To fight and mingle.

A paper bird
Soaring up and about
Sky high and undeterred
Wherever without doubt.

My heart as paper
My blood as ink
A rhythmic letter
Of fins, claws and wings.

26

On turning 26, I’ve realised and learnt lots of lessons. I’ve written about most of them exactly 3 years ago and reading them back got me feeling like those words were written by an entirely different person. In all honesty, never thought I could write that good, in comparison to my recent writings which were of lesser quality.

Come to think of it, the 23 things I’ve learnt for turning 23 years old, that was the very first piece of writing that was published for public view. Apparently it was received in an amazing manner, which actually encouraged me to send another piece of writing to TP. Hence, my journey as a contributing writer at TP started which eventually became a platform for me to share more to the public while strengthening my vocabulary and usage of Bahasa Melayu.

I guess that will always be one of my biggest achievements in life. I’ve always took pride in my writings and knowing that people, from all over the world and from different walks of life, has read and actually loved what I wrote, is something that I would not have imagined 10 years ago.

I may not be a writer by profession, but words will always be my loyal companion.

So thank you to all of you who’ve read what I wrote and of course, to all of you who are reading this.

Ps : I’ve actually been suffering from writer’s block lately. *sobs*