Friday, 9 December 2016
Wednesday, 9 November 2016
1:15am
"she sits surrounded by the deafening silence,
usually the streets are still alive with noise even this late at night.
the rumble of ongoing traffic,
the wailing ambulances and shrieking sirens,
The rattle of the ttc on the iron rails.
but tonight it’s silent.
the cars appear to glide silently down the road,
there aren’t even that many anymore.
it seems today, that the streets below are empty.
the moon shines brightly in the darkness of the night,
yet it appears to be a cold beauty,
it has no light of its own, but that which it reflects.
she feels empty and alone,
literally and figuratively.
sometimes like this, she doesn’t even know if she feels anything,
or if it’s a defence mechanism where she tries not to feel anything.
she is a girl with too much love,
and nobody to love.
she has feelings and she cares so much,
but it’s not the same if you don’t know it.
people will say what you are,
but she wouldn't want you to be anything else,
than what you are to her."
Thursday, 20 October 2016
Tuesday, 18 October 2016
Staring
"Sunlight streams through the window,
spilling in golden rays upon the countertop.
My frozen toes on the cold, stone tiles gradually warm up.
Sunlight pours through the window,
creating a patch of light and warmth where my dog naps.
Slowly, but exquisitely does the sun rise,
its rays reaching and illuminating
the darkest corners of the world.
The sun warms us and brightens the day.
Then, without even watching the time,
we are watching a brilliant sunset melt into the horizon;
changing the colours of the sky
from orange-yellow to pink, to purple, and then a soft baby blue.
Even when the sun has gone,
I close my eyes and the image remains;
burned in my mind."
©Alexandra Kuo
Saturday, 24 September 2016
Monday, 15 August 2016
Saturday, 23 July 2016
Calm Night
when your heart feels
heavy
with a weight you can’t
unload
a burden you can’t just
shrug off your shoulders
if only,
when you feel numb and
empty
but you’ve lost interest
in just about everything else
you’re bored but nothing
seems to work
you just can’t be
distracted
and yet you’re
distracted all the time
because you’re tried so
hard to avoid it
if only
but no matter, once
again, you’re stuck
like holding a glass
ball
so beautiful and simple
but delicate too
you know better than to
drop it
but of course, I fumble
and now im left surrounded
by the broken pieces
if only,
I wasn’t human
I could just shrug my
feelings away
I could just not feel.
© Alexandra Kuo
Friday, 1 July 2016
Unexpectedly Breathtaking
A drive that had to be stopped,
a picture that had to be captured,
a moment that had to be paused,
a moment that had to be had.
Procrastination
Tuesday, 7 June 2016
Sunday, 29 May 2016
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