Meme Tebaque

I am not a good writer, I know. I told my brain to give idea to my hand so I can pick a pencil and write it on the paper, but it won’t listen to me The more passion I have to write, the least words I have in mind. There so many things I want to go through writings but it is so hard to get, many places to explore, questions to answers, knowledge to acquire… I just don’t know where to start. My imagination reached so many splendored places which never are seen in reality, only stock in mind because I failed to give lives to it. Such beautiful fantasy only kept inside me, never express on a white sheet. I thought to myself, when can I cast such magic to make my pen have its own mind to write? When can I gather enough idea and inspiration to satisfy my wanderlust in writing?Writing. A beautiful world of your own. World that no one can ever bring darkness and melancholy… the only world where you can spin life in the palm of your hand. midnyt_1302