miranim

miranim

I casually write stuffs as a form of creative outlet.

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I dreamt of a poem

The boys and girls that were never there

They had hopes and dreams

They had goals of their own

They were just like us; humans

Perhaps, they would've even surpassed us

In ambition, peace, and kindness

To have more humanity than these

humans pretend to be

We would never get to learn of their faces

We would never get to learn what happens after, if.

The boys and girls that were never there

Simply b...

The Thanks I Get.

Dear Judge,


I really don't get the point of standing in front of this court and having to say all my final words again. I'm innocent, but if execution is your final ruling, so be it. I've already explained everything but as I've said before, the first was honestly an accident, but hey- his accomplice saw everything and tried to run; so while I was at it, bloody hands and all, I thought I might as...

Our Vows

The animosity between two rival kingdoms would finally rest upon the alliance agreed using the unity of the Prince and Princess of another kingdom. The marriage is grandiose in every way possible; the perfect tailoring, the majestic decorations in and beyond castle grounds, variety of food preparations and noble guests coming from neighbouring countries as well as all across the globe.


The marri...

IDK - aka My Life

I wish I had never let go

those childish drawings

treasure hunts, scrapbooking

the random video projects

I just felt proud I could call it mine

young me had no worries

young me smiled so wide


Then came what I wished was my happy days

Lived the rest of my life

head down, no noise, no sound

stopped trying for fear of rejection

and humiliation, embarrassment

fear gripped my present

because of thos...

The Note and the New Dawn

The baby in her cradle starts moving, signs that she'll be awake soon from her afternoon nap. After thoroughly checking every inch of the note, Nami chucks it away in a nearby trashcan and hurriedly made her way into her car.


Meanwhile, her head was churning theories after theories. She had been in this small town since her childhood. She didn't leave when her parents finally passed, not when sh...

Tale

I was never one to shine. People have always described me as an average person, and I'm fine with that. Living a normal, stable and peaceful life has always been the dream.


At least, that is, was what I told myself until the moment the clock struck midnight on my 30th birthday.


Celebrations were never my thing, but that day, I felt the need to buy one small cake. It was rare, buying a favourit...

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A dreamer's true love

(tw: mild mentions of abuse)


BAM!


Another slam on the bathroom door jolts her awake from her daze. She scoffed and muttered, 'side-splitting, life-changing, end-of-the-world, huh...' Those were the very words she once scribbled inside a diary as a teenager and carried forward to her adult years to find the 'one'.


Now, those naive words were what's about to get her killed.


BAM! The doorknob ra...

paper green

tears tears tears

grief is what overwhelms me first

will will will

no name of mine written here


glint glint glint

is that a scheming smile i see

doubt doubt doubt

my siblings wouldn’t do this to me


money money money

was worldly wealth worth the betrayal

family family family

how love now feel so distasteful...

Visible

It's been a while since the scars have been so visible. It's so much easier to sympathise with strangers when their body is an exact replica of the stormy path of their hurdles; with zippers riddling through their skin.


This is a city where annually, scars are showcased through zippers holding the body of skin together.


You can't help but stare at one passerby; her walks slow and eyes the very ...

Under the Shade of a Fallen Tree

If a tree falls in the forest and no one is there, does it still make a sound?


Anita can answer with full certainty, that, yes, they still make a sound. And that sound was what carried her over from her dormitory, which was nowhere in sight of any forests to the famed towering trees of Pillar Forest- the entry reserved only for one with high authorities.


Before she had time to worry about entry...