Goodbye, Grandpa
I remembered one picture in the album that she and my grandpa were sitting amongst other family members as they were having dinner somewhere...
Poramet Aiemsa-ard
Crescent Moons and the Lunatics
“Hey. Let me see the photos.” Enthusiastic as he had just finished a photoshoot, Beam urged Paul to give him his camera. However, Paul seemed to reject his seemingly forceful request as he was shaking his head while checking the photos from the camera.
Similar to Edward Hopper’s Nighthawks
From Oran to Thailand: Living with the Plagues
Albert Camus’ La Peste (1947), The Plague in English translation, is one of the most prominent modern literatures as it manifests human conditions—be it happiness, suffering, solidarity, or absurdity of life—and profoundly invites us to a realm of existentialism. It is, undoubtedly, the novel that paved his way
Sometimes
Sometimes life tastes like a beer,
Sometimes still water,
Sometimes milk,
Sometimes tea,
Sometimes coffee,
Sometimes soda,
Sometimes juice,
Sometimes bitter,
Sometimes sweet,
Sometimes bittersweet,
Sometimes sour,
Sometimes toxic,
Sometimes poison,
Sometimes tasty,
Sometimes awful,
Sometimes tasteless,
Sometimes you have to swallow,
Sometimes you throw up,
Sometimes you prefer,
Sometimes
The Never-Ending Adventure
What I’d like to say is that we internalised ideas and elements of poetry since we’re just kids.
Drunk in Love
Can we stop the time just for one night? I prayed for physicists to discover a machine to stop time soon.
Ozymandied
I met an old man from the land of smiles,
Who pointed to a wreck of stones.
Beneath them lay alone a throat-cut head.
He told how that man was dead,
And read what was engraved; You shan’t take mine.
The old man cried with laughter. That man died