There are things in life we wished we shouldn't have seen. Things we shouldn't have felt. But, we can't unseen it, nor unfeel it. There is also a time in our lives that we wonder why these things happen to us. Why me when I haven't done anything wrong? And sometimes, it's happiness that our body couldn't contain. It's overflowing. Those were the times that we were thankful.
So, while you're there sitting, thinking about what wrong might happen, Or maybe you're hurting and thinking if you can overcome this or just give up, I tell you, go and grab a pen and paper.
That is where it all starts.
Sadness is beautiful if turned into art.
Love, Pain and Poetry is a compilation of sighing and crying, directing my hands as I wrote.
I hope you would enjoy reading as much as you enjoy eating.. :)
- Pudding
PS. This first poetry book is a mess and flawed though I wouldn't change a thing about it. This is me, and it's still growing. :) But I'm interested in putting up a poetry book where the pieces are connected and forms a story within the whole book. Will try that nice idea soon! :D
Pps Please skip the cringe y ones i made when i was younger hahahahahahahahahah