Molecules

That by adding

just one molecule unto another,

a new element emerges-

by one tiny little molecule.

What then,

can we do to each other

both of whom a compact

combination of uncountable

molecules.

Things I Want To Tell You | A Poem

I want to tell you
that today
there were more vehicles
on the street than yesterday
or the day before,
maybe five or six.

The asphalt wasn’t
made for the silence,
but it poses quite well
for the houses to see.

I want to tell you
that my neighbour across
has a hanging garden
full of purple flowers blooming.

Do they know that every day
I marvel at their flowers
and layered terrace with
an arch that has leaves growing?

I went up to the terrace
and wanted to tell you just these
mundane things.

Connection That Never Was

Funny isn’t it,
how some lines
drawn upon
people’s faces
smeared on their clothes,
stretched over their palms
draw them together,
the warmth of their voices
and the coolness of their existence
together at the exact moment
shake up the present.

And some other instance
the same lines
draw them
far away,
leaving the connection
that never was
in tatters.

 

Book Quotes #4: The Sun Is Also A Star

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It took me quite a while to finish this book. It’s a YA genre and perhaps not the kind that has hard core reality stuff in it. But it has some very amazing lines. Also, I liked how the author chose to move between the first person perspective of each character, with each chapter telling the story from the character’s view.

Here are some of my favorites lines from The Sun Is Also A Star by Nicola Yoon.

On Randomness:

No one wants to believe that life is random.

On Feeling:

If snow falls in a city and no one is around to feel it, is it still cold?

On Choices:

I’m happy to have choices. They’re mine to make.

On Falling in Love:

I want to do the easy thing, not the right thing. I want to fall in love, with an emphasis on the falling part. No obstacles in the way, please. No one needs to get bruised up falling in love. I just want to fall the way everybody else gets to.

On Fear:

What if this thing between us was only meant to last the day? What if we are each other’s in-between people, a way station on the road to someplace else? What if we are just a digression in someone else’s history?

On Stars:

I remind myself that stars are more than just poetic. If you need to, you can navigate your way by them.