PWETRY

A translation of Jazzy Lyle Samson's emotions put into words--thus a compendium of poems. Don't you think it feels a little lighter when you release all your pain, and even share your happiness in papers? It would given more value than simply experiencing it. It serves as a reminder on the moments you had an ultimate breakdown because sometimes when needs a glimpse of our past in order to endure the incoming wounds brought by the future. And we also need to re-experience the laughter for us to remember that there are still rainbows on the horros of storms. Because that is life. You cannot be stable in a single weather. There is a whole damn of cold winter, bright summers, autumns---those times when we fall, and spring when we come back fresh! And we are but plants. To wither is of no escape for us but still do not forget to bloom above all. Let us be open to caterpillars for only then when we can have the butterflies. 🌸🌷🌺🌹🌼🌻💐