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someday

Someday these will be the good old days


And you'll wonder where they all went.


You'll shed a tear when you remember the smile on their faces as the sun shines


and the tears on their faces as the rain pours.


When nostalgia hits, embrace it


Even those memories better left forgotten...

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pages

Pages of notebooks unfilled


thoughts unwritten and desires unlived


That's how I've lived my life so far.


Dissatisfied but unable to go beyond my limitations


stuck in my uncomfortable world,


trying to make it comfortable.


One day I'll be free of this burden,


should today be that day?

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words fail me

When the sun rises and the wind blows


and the leaves fall


in the beauty of nature, words fail me.


When emotions burst


and tears fall, words fail me


Of kindness, courage


and vulnerability of the soul,


words fail me.

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absurdity

It doesn't make sense to be given life and waste it.


It doesn't make sense to have all the answers and still choose the wrong ones.


It doesn't make sense to long for happiness but always seek out the sad moments.


The most absurd of all is to have so many choices


when all you need is one.

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to friends

Dearest friend,


Twenty-two years of searching for meaning and purpose but nothing defeats the journey. With every trial, I always console myself that I can make it through until the moment I can actually believe it. But it was the people I've known whom I find strength, comfort and consolation.


You - I am grateful for. You, no matter how short the time I spent with you, are one of the reasons I am. And what I regret most in this life is not spending more time with you my friend, my family.


I would have wanted to be there for you in your saddest, happiest, most dreadful and most exciting time of your life - your birthdays, your holidays, the birth of your children, their birthdays, your heartaches and heartbreaks. Just when you needed someone to be just there, I would have wanted to be there. I would have wanted you to remember that at one time I was a friend. I would have never wanted to forget all the smallest details of the times we shared. Those are what I have left, memories of times gone too soon.


I wish you all the best and happiness life can give, I really do. That when we meet somewhere, we'll smile in fond memories and hopefully make more memories to share.


Always,

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will be there soon..

Today I woke up with a song in my heart

And a roar in my soul

Wanting you is still blinding me

And refusing me was crushing

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The best poems are out of the desperation of the soul

Writing them makes it final

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To have and to hold -

The end of all actions

And when there's nothing left

And we're too late

We weep until sadness abates

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