Flow Stories

This is a collection of my poems. None of them are arranged in any particular order, but the dates are recorded, so I would advice considering my age when I wrote these. Enjoy! =D

𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇: Im severely depressed

flow #1 After attending their intervention prior to entering college, Rohe already knew her goal: to become a university honor and to have Jade, a 3rd year Civil Engineering student, to be her boyfriend.

ကျိုးရှာ X စန်းရွှီ လူမဟုတ်သောကုံး X လူကောင်းမဟုတ်သောရှို့

Just a small sample of the poems I write about life.

Letting go is incredibly difficult. No matter if we cling to worries about the future, or if we keep replaying the mistakes of the past again and again in our mind-it can be quite painful when you have difficulties to move on. The desperate attempt to hold on to the things that were familiar to us limits our capability to experience happiness and joy in the present moment. Life is all about continuous change. This means to us that no matter how hard we try to keep things as they are, we will sooner or later be confronted with relentless changes, whether we like it or not. However, as soon as we cease our attempts to own and control the environment we are living in, we open up ourselves to new possibilities.

The last breath; meaningful and calming. It shows end, a dead end. Nothing more. I never thought my last breath would have to be while dying, drowning, sinking, plummeting. I didn't want it to end, the pain made me alive. Something I struggled to feel in along time. "Don't save me" I whispered, never wanting this moment to end. "Don't pull away, Let it... make you alive..." my mind screamed. But reality pounded into my mind "SWIM" it screeched, so I paddled up, What's wrong with me? why does drowning make me feel alive?

My first writing - please enjoy)