This is my personal and first-day-of-August entry.
I have been working on my novel.
Actually working on three plots.
The nice thing about writing is that you enter a different world.
The entrance makes you a different person, or should I say Several Personalities.
The awkward thing is that you're still an audience, a fan.
You hate hurting the characters you started to love.
You wanted a plot of your own, but you have to unfollow your heart.
That is all for the sake of the story and the readers and perhaps for the characters.
Plot: Difficulty Level
The plot is the hardest for me.
Re-writing so many things because the next ideas would the next scenes.
Emotions, sleepless nights, writing blues.
The story would make you creative,
but the story will consume you. (In a better way, I must say)
It's like a song playing in your head unceasingly.
An LSS - last story syndrome.
Currently
I finished the second plot.
The first story is still hanging.
The third plot has location problems and a bit morbid.
The fourth has its introduction,
but the main subject suddenly turned into something relevant;
and awkward. What could've happen there?
"Spoilers"
In a world where few things remained unrevealed,
love over fear conquers both worlds.
Worlds forbidden to destruct one another.
A mediator meant to keep the rules.
but...
what if love itself consumes you
Will love still be enough to spare you?
Sunday, July 31, 2016
Colors
Colors
Unpredictably predictable
Adversely adverse
Unvividly vivid
Purely pure
Brightly dazzling
Undoubtedly sure
Strikingly gloomy
Conspicuously vague
Partly uncertain
Halfheartedly mundane
Like pleasure in pain
Me and you under the rain
Unpredictably predictable
Adversely adverse
Unvividly vivid
Purely pure
Brightly dazzling
Undoubtedly sure
Strikingly gloomy
Conspicuously vague
Partly uncertain
Halfheartedly mundane
Like pleasure in pain
Me and you under the rain
Friday, July 22, 2016
Sweet Summer Rain
Sweet Summer Rain
Did I just find destiny?
Or did it just crossover my path?
A kismet of you and me,
An argentine of my heart.
*mcp
Did I just find destiny?
Or did it just crossover my path?
A kismet of you and me,
An argentine of my heart.
*mcp
Three Sixty Six
Three Sixty Six View
A hundred entries,
a thousand thoughts,
countless memories,
priceless you.
Fifty-two weeks,
twenty-four hours,
of reminiscence
recapturing you.
A million of adversity,
anamnesis of you,
clustered in heart,
like a thousand splendid suns.
Wednesday, July 20, 2016
Reason
Undefined Reason
You're there,
I'm here.
I met you once
and never again.
We'll meet again.
Time is unrevealed.
For whatever purpose
Reason is unknown.
- high hopes
*MCP
You're there,
I'm here.
I met you once
and never again.
We'll meet again.
Time is unrevealed.
For whatever purpose
Reason is unknown.
- high hopes
*MCP
Minima #2 Whereabouts
Whereabouts
I was
emptied to gain,
broken to be whole,
shut out to be sorted
lost to to be found.
-... thoughts on finding directions
I was
emptied to gain,
broken to be whole,
shut out to be sorted
lost to to be found.
-... thoughts on finding directions
Tuesday, July 12, 2016
Hiatus Note
July 12, 2016
8:20 PM
Status: Marked Safe
Cut cable wires.
Sparkling parts.
Broken pen.
Hiatus note.
Emergency breakdown.
Goodbye for now.
Sending his love,
iCoreV
Esoteric Affair
A blank stare to oblivion -
So many questions -
who are you?
why are you here?
where did you come from?
It was her oblivion.
of innocent love --
obscure but real
She was his oblivion.
unknown to her
concealed by him
He was her dream
peculiar, complicated
his truly, wishful thoughts.
#mcp #red
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