Friday, May 12, 2006
i dream...i write
Bring out the writer in you
“Lagi mo na lang binabasa yung blog mo.”
Not because I admire myself. Not because I like the way I write. Not because I enjoy my compositions.
For a reason, I just can’t stop reading my postings over and over again.
For a reason, I just have to read them without getting fed up.
Everytime I read my past articles and my compositions, all I can say is --Yuck! They really suck!
Yes, I have to convince myself that I write. I have to read my masterpieces over and over again without getting fed up, and tell myself time and again that somehow they make sense.
I want to write. But my spirit tells me I can’t.
I love to write. But my pen doesn’t love me.
I honor writing. But I simply find no sense with mine.
How I wish that someday, in one way or another, I write for people, for myself and for God.
I dream that one day, writing would love me just the way I love it.
“Lagi mo na lang binabasa yung blog mo.”
Not because I admire myself. Not because I like the way I write. Not because I enjoy my compositions.
For a reason, I just can’t stop reading my postings over and over again.
For a reason, I just have to read them without getting fed up.
…I don’t believe in myself.
Everytime I read my past articles and my compositions, all I can say is --Yuck! They really suck!
Yes, I have to convince myself that I write. I have to read my masterpieces over and over again without getting fed up, and tell myself time and again that somehow they make sense.
I want to write. But my spirit tells me I can’t.
I love to write. But my pen doesn’t love me.
I honor writing. But I simply find no sense with mine.
How I wish that someday, in one way or another, I write for people, for myself and for God.
I dream that one day, writing would love me just the way I love it.
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