If fire could crash upon land like waves do – It is her, and only her, who could conjure and dismiss the blaze as if it were a mere symphony. … Continue reading Too Brave to Burn
I wished upon a star
to make me beautiful,
but I woke up in the morning
looking just the way I do.
I put myself together, wondering if wishes ever come true.
That morning, I smiled
at every stranger I saw
and of the things I got back
smiles weren’t all.
I grinned at the world; it looked back at me with awe.
That afternoon, I danced
in the middle of the street
and fell down, just so the man in the wheelchair
wouldn’t feel as weak.
I never felt happier before, while scraping my knees.
That night, I didn’t drink
and not a single cigarette
did I light up, for I was too drunk,
too high on happiness.
And for the first time in years, I slept without regret.
My wish had come true, for my soul had become pretty,
and that day I realized, mirrors are far too lifeless to recognize beauty.
She failed to understand the buzz about Batman vs. Superman, for she had grown up watching her two favorite heroes fight each other every single morning.
She failed to understand the disappointment about its ending, for the one she had witnessed in court was way more devastating than the one in theatres.