Remnants Resurface

I do not want to know
But somehow
Time
Has its way
Through accidental glimpses

Are they accidents?
Are accidents even real?
I try
To cover my eyes
Hide my mind

Still
Remnants of you resurface

Your presence
Lingers
As they creep up
Silently
Too late to stop

Making its way carelessly
Stepping through cracks
Visiting facts
Replaying such acts

Will I ever get away?
From your shadows of relay
and
Accidental display

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Wait

Hey Bloggers!

We all have waited, waited for something and someone. When we wait, we are either ordered to stay put or do something. When we are asked to watch and wait, what happens? We tend to get impatient, frustrated, and angry. Several questions run through our beautiful minds: “What happens next?” “When will it happen” “Is it even worth waiting for?” These phrases fill our minds, and we lose hope. We lose sight of the bigger things God has in store for us. We start to settle and force situations that are not part of His plan, causing a delay to our destination.

Then an offer comes. Someone comes. Something comes. And we are thrilled because finally they have arrived. However, they are part of the trial. They are part of God’s challenge for you, and they are not where you are meant to stay. Our hearts are excited because we made ourselves believe that “this is it”, but they are merely a trial. So, when we are back to waiting, we question God’s plans, making us believe that maybe we have to do something or maybe we are not doing enough. However, no matter how hard we try, we still end up waiting.

Waiting for a response, that flicker of hope that lets us know that our wait will soon be over. Make believe signals we craft in our minds giving us something to hold on to, while we are walking into uncertainty. The only thing we are definite about is the fact that something or someone is worth the wait, and even that is not enough to satisfy our thirst for answers. We want to examine the specifics, the who, what, where, when, why, how…

You see waiting is an oxymoron. We wait and we feel constant, however, what is going on in our minds is really a roller coaster. For time it is constant, linear ticking of clock, but for our impatient minds and hearts we are on a ride of hope, fear, promise, and despair. The truth of the matter is in fact: you are not just simply waiting; your faith and patience are being polished. You are being prepared for the next big thing.

This is jasminedelacerna, signing off ❤

Art in Anger

So when you are angry
Make it beautiful
Craft
The Art of Madness
Poetry of Fury
Anthem of Revenge
The Beautiful Disaster

Write it
Sing it
Scream it
Pound on it
Indulge in the madness

For in those times
In those delicate times
You are vulnerable
And everything you do
They show authenticity
Pieces of humanity

Middle

Middle
Is where I am
I am the in progress
The processing
My location is in between
I am not the sun
Nor the rain
Just the shade
Not quite
Nor enough
But getting there
I had begun my journey
But have not arrived
Not in a hurry
Taking my time
Not freezing
Nor burning
Just warm
Filled with potentials
To be and become
Riding along
Passing through
Waiting
To get to you

Writer’s Block

Hey wordpressers,

Have you ever just felt the urge to write something, but do not quite know what to write about? You want to write something, to just express everything, but just don’t quite know where or how to start…

So all you have are beginnings. This potential to become a prose, but they never seem to reach to a completion.. They just stay backspaced, and all you have is nothing.

I have been experiencing this for quite some time now. I may be experiencing the “writer’s block” syndrome. I mean really it is of no big deal, because it is not like many of you actually read my blog or if any even…

So really there is no pressure from you readers, however, the battle of being unable to produce a written prose and the urge to craft one is becoming a problem. Many times I want to produce a written blog, but fail to do so.

Whatever this is, I am battling it with my readings. I have been reading a lot, and I just took a break for a week now because I figured I have to change this repeated tasks I am living. However, I just cannot wait to read my next novel.

Perhaps, reading has become a hobby or a habit, while my writing abilities has deteriorated… I guess I just need balance.

This is jasminedelacerna, signing off<3

Got Boredom? Read Complexities

Since I started reading complex fiction, it has now come to my attention that my mind is rather fascinated by stories including histories, time travels, real-life underlying problems as opposed to my usual high school life reads.

I guess if I let myself read something out of my usual, progressing my mind with every book, going back to the “easies” are rather boring. They become uninteresting, as I endlessly flip through virtual pages waiting for the story to end.

It may have something to do with my age though… I am almost 21 and obviously my interests are growing too. Dramas are always welcome, but I guess the settings and the underlying situations are the most significant factors here.

My mind is uninterested into high school chatters, gossips, and puppy loves. Well.., maybe puppy loves I supposed are only interesting when there is an immense dilemma in action. A war maybe… A reincarnation… Time Travels? Mind Puzzling Crimes? Illnesses focusing on living life to the fullest..

However, those silly loves are only but for a moment on those stories. Those stories are usually engrossed with such time and emotion that if love is focused, it is the pure and rich kind. The love where you know is worth keeping.

So to my best of abilities, I am going to diligently find books in the future, that is approved by my progression. Reading on the “easies” may be a break, from the rich complexities of the intelligent writers, but they do not seem to fascinate me (not anymore). They are just I guess nothing but “breaks” nowadays.

– jasminedelacerna

Writers: A Gift from the Heavens

Hey wordpressers,

I just finished reading “The Book Thief”. I read it for exactly a week, and just finished it a few minutes ago. I have not watched the movie yet, but I am planning on watching it this week, or perhaps later tonight.

My plan is to start on a new book again. So far this year, I completed two books. I loved books, and am glad I share that feeling with other fellow readers. I cannot forget once, before I was into reading, that I put the phrases, “I’d rather sleep than read”, when asked about my favorite books on my Facebook page. However, now… it seems quite the opposite. I like to read, and would even skipped nap times just to read.

To the authors and writers out there, thank you. Thank You for giving me new experiences, for taking me back and/or forward in time, with your published documents. Writers are a gift from the heavens. The readers are blessed to have your God-given talent come into our lives. Once again, thank you writers and authors.

This is jasmindelacerna, signing off ❤