never is a promiseBy: Kyra i don’t know what to believe, or who for that matter. time passes like a solar eclipse and i’m frozen here …
sometimes i think, but i’ll write for you — a poetry compilation
Leya
Cinta
Negaraku Land of which the heart of my feet grazes upon– I walk slowly, my feet submerged in rainwater, There is no shade above my …
A Self Portrait (and a whisper)
To my future self, who I am sure must bethe same as I am now, for stagnancy has always been our greatest friend, our oldest foe: Let …
In The Mood for Love and Me
It is a restless moment. In the last scene of In The Mood For Love, Mr Chow tells his secret – whatever it is – …
Things Around My Room
I like being alone in my room, surrounded by the structure of concrete walls, knowing that I can decorate it however I want, frame pictures …
Sepet Sounds
There is a video of me, from when I was maybe two or three – I am wearing a blue dress that drapes a little …
Sometimes I Think
Selling Dreams Leya In my dreams, I am still a little girl, Yearning to be pretty one day, Hoping that my sepet eyes might just …