Strange
Weird
Quirky
Crazy
Unfathomable
Odd
Mad
Nuts
Lunatic
Or
Passionate
Enthusiastic
Extraordinary
Think out of the box
Explorative
Adventurous
Perseverance
Inspiration On: Saturday, 2 November 2013 at 3:14pm
Inspiration Ends On: Thursday, 21 November 2013 at 11:16am
Surprisingly, the idea of defining someone different from the common inspired me. “Crazy Mad Nuts” were birth out and concluded, “Passionate Enthusiastic”.
Artists are weirdoes
Or
Weirdoes are Artists
Or
Are Artists weirdoes?
A tendency to judge
A tendency to discriminate
The odd ones amongst the common traits
Before passing on judgement
Do we self-evaluate ourselves first?
Or
Do we forget own frailty judging others?
Let’s dwell with each other in love
Let’s dwell with each other in compassion
Let’s dwell with each other in peace
Amidst our differences
Inspiration On: Thursday, 31 October 2013 from 3:02pm to 4:40pm
In terms of strength and intelligence, I am considered the weakest among my siblings. Without a nights sleep, my chronic migraine worsened. My mother posed this question to my family doctor. But she doesn’t have headache without one or two nights sleep. He replied calmly that it is common for people to have headache without sleep. Humorously, he questioned my mum her weirdo for not having headache. She responded with an embarrassed smile.
Dazing
Daydreaming
Imagination runs wild
Observing every surroundings
Ache
Agony
Anger
Arrogance
Longing
Jealousy
Hatred
Fighting
Hurt
Pain
Love
Joy
Passion
Zeal
Sacrifice
Prayer
Hope
Dreams
Emit out via
Nib of pen on a piece of paper
Line by line
Writing a poetry
Pictures from mind
Paper in the typewriter
Alphabets stick onto papers
Line by line
Writing a poetry
Computer keyboard
Jotting in poetry
Alphabet by alphabet
Word by word
Line by line.
Nib of pen on a piece of paper
Lines
Curves
Ovals
Triangles
Squares
Rectangles
Illustrating pictures
Drawing tablet
Lines
Curves
Ovals
Triangles
Squares
Rectangles
Illustrating pictures.
Inspiration On: Thursday, 7 March 2013 at 12:14am
I don’t know what is going on in my mind. I’m a visual person and often being tongue-tied when I’m panic. And now I’m writing poetry. I don’t know what God has in store for me. Weird. Every words begin to fall and drop into my mind. But I still thank God for this experience.
Shake! Shake!
Pour! Pour!
Pouring cornflakes into the
Sea of carrot juice in a bowl
It tastes weird, but edible.
Inspiration On: Monday, 29 October 2012 at 11:52pm
Revised On: Tuesday, 30 October 2012 at 5:33pm
As I opened the fridge, the soymilk was gone. Only a bottle of carrot juice was inside. So be it. A feeling of experimenting emerged. So the cornflakes were poured into the bowl of carrot juice. Though it tasted weird, but still edible.
Yoshiko 