To my Worst Dad whom I will Never Get Tired of Thanking

A drip of ink that hails from my pen entails a deep wound from a daughter’s heart. Forgive me but sarcasm has taken me off guard, and I speak this with a stripe of resentment running through the deepest part of my veins.

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Mama

As the wind gently blew through your natural curly hair, I knew what’s behind and ahead of what you always think so we can keep going and survive. I have seen how you braved various hurdles in life so I have no words to perfectly define your endless sacrifices and a whole lot more. Stuck […]

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Confusions and Emptiness of a Twenty-** Years Old Lady

In fifteen days I will be turning twenty-something again, added year to be more confused and chaotic whether I walked through the right or the wrong trail of my profession. During my university days there were these dreams, imaginings and illusions that after a year from completion had better if I am established from a […]

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