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Rainbow in your Life

Rainbow in your Life

“Everyone wants happiness,
no one wants pain,
but you can’t make a rainbow
without a little rain.”
― Unknown

Original photo taken by the brother in a canyon on the way to Las Vegas.


This is My Life

This particular piece I wrote is about my situation with my older brother. He is amazingly intellectual and very successful. He’s studying in the medical field in one of the top colleges in the nation: Berkeley. This poem expresses how I feel sometimes about parents not realizing the pain that their child feels when compared with their sibling. Hopefully, I will be able to touch many of your hearts or spark a feeling of understanding in my fellow younger siblings out there.

A baby is born

The adults scream in delight

They wonder of his future

As he runs to the light

He grows up with care

Constant love that’s undying

The support gives him wings

To the future he’s flying

He runs home

With papers in his hands

Awards and certificates

He has millions of fans

Then the next baby comes by

The adults expect more

Instead of screaming and cheering

They don’t care anymore

She comes home

With her first A

She expects praise and love

But their faces are gray

The expectations

They pile as high as Mount Everest

She must be better



But no

She finally decided

Realization came and

Now she knows her life’s misguided

So she unlocked the door

Of oppression and greed

And entered a life

Where she herself could succeed

Now she looks in the mirror

And sees her reflection

As a proud young girl

Confident of her perfection

I will be who I am

The one I want to be

I will not follow his footsteps

I will find freedom’s key

I approached hesitantly

Stopping before the door

Unlocking it to greatness

I saw life’s wonders and more

This is my life

And I’m lovin’ it (McDonald’s theme song cue)


Just something I randomly wrote in my notebook when I was in history class. ^_^

God’s breath of fresh air

envelopes me with his warm hands

The gentle swaying

and rustling

and chirping

are the only things filling my mind now

Eyelids fluttering

life bursting with colors around

My mind is in a deep slumber

However, its eyes have now been opened

Materiality and greed are no more

Corruption diffusing slowly out of me

The purity and clean soul

Only ones left behind

Thoughts of the meaning of life

Seconds ticking by

The disappearance of life

As well as the appearance of newfound memories

Day breaks out.


Propping my head up

I gaze outside the window

into the gray, barren land

full of corruption and shadow

Eyes rolling upwards

I admire the sensation

Purity dousing the sinful land

Our saving salvation

Eyelashes tickling my cheeks

I succumb to the darkness

Into the comforting, welcoming arms

Of oblivion’s conscious

Mind free of the chains

Wings sprout onto my shoulders

Soaring far past the horizon

Letting go of my tiring composure

My face breaks into a huge grin

Eyes sparkling like crescents

I breathe in the fresh, purified air

Drinking in the moon’s luminescence

Who cares about school?

Who cares about A’s?

Who cares about family issues?

Who cares about that raise?

Free of these quanderies

I soar high in the sky

Able to do what I want to do

So free that I’m able to cry

Relieved tears dripping down

I lift my head

towards the breaking clouds

My arms widespread


My hands stretch towards the sun…

Nearly there…

My eyes snap open.

I’m still at the same window

It is still raining

I am still looking at the same corrupt land




Christmas Spiel

Lately, there have been a numerous amount of hardships/conflicts going on in my life. I suppose it’s all because of me and the stress levels of “hell week” for the last week before winter break (filled with tests) that I began to shrug off everybody’s “hello’s” or attempts to get closer with me. I realized that to most friendships, there is a certain limit to how long it can last (in my experiences). It’s made of the same material as the Statue of Liberty; the Americans thought the Statue of Liberty would always stand tall, strong, and brilliant, representing the freedom that our nation brings. However, it has changed colors, and is slowly chipping away as we speak. Maybe friendships change color over times. Maybe they are slowly getting chipped away at. Maybe fate wields a small hammer that breaks apart all the ties in our lives. Maybe. But, I suppose my point is, there’s always a way to fix them. It IS reversible, no matter what you think. Maybe it’s due to the Christmas spirit, but I’ve been attempting to make amends with the friends and family members that I have grown apart with, and I must say. It feels great. There are so many little things in life that add the spice and flavor to the soup; You need to add ingredients in, little by little, at different times in your life, in order to come out with the best outcome possible. Some things are meant to happen. And I think that every meeting with every person has added to some of my experience, making me really learn about myself and the world in general. Instead of focusing on our differences, let’s instead use them to make ourselves grow as individuals and flourish underneath the gracious light of Fate as it guides us to make all these unique bonds. Here’s my list of the little things in life that I am thankful for:

1) The way that my Dad always asks me how my day was during dinner time, even though he is tired from his day at work.

2) The way that my mother can sometimes be my best friend; A person that I can share my secrets and girly fears with.

3) The way that my brother is so down-to-earth and painfully honest with his opinions that makes me value the few compliments that I get from him.

4) My grandmother who always says that I should be a model (which I know can never happen, but it makes me feel wonderful inside that she thinks I’m beautiful; both on the inside and outside)

5) The way that my father always waits for me to give him his good night kiss before going to sleep (he refuses to sleep otherwise… what a kid ;D)

6) How I can always depend on my online friends… sometimes even more than I can expect from my school friends.

7) How my parents always make me eat the last bite of the meal, saying that the youngest needs to eat the most.

8) The way that my mother brags about me and my brother to all of her friends at church.

9) The way that my father notices when my mother is too tired to make food, so he takes us out to eat whatever we’d like to.

10) The love that all my friends and family shower onto me every single moment of my lives. ♥

Thanks all, for reading my spiel about Christmas and why I love this time of year. Any comments about what little things of life make it special to you?


Dream what you …

Dream what you want to dream, go where you want to go,
be what you want to be. Because you have only one life and
one chance to do all the things you want to do.

The Beauty of the World

 “Beauty of the World”

Splashes of pastel on the canvas of the world

Signs of life peeping out after the ice age

One little hope of a future, a family, a soul

Mother stretches her arms to grow all at once

Her one diminutive sprout braving the course

Nevertheless that sprout holds so much power, it Leads

And guides and inspires and blazes the trail

Leaving the way to success or to fail

Color slithers into our gray tipped world

With worldly whites trekking to pasty purples

All the hues of the infinite rainbow

Sound is returned to our senses, with the

Chirps and the tweets and the buzzing

That unsullied gust stealing your breath away

Transforms into a soothing, warm caress burned into memory’s kiss

But what comes with the gales of the universe is lethal to others

Through the pain and your shining crescent moon eyes

The world is mapped out and brought to life

So Look past the red rimmed and see

The Beauty of the World coming to life.