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Happy Valentine’s Dayย 

Shorter version of a #poem I wrote almost 4 years ago; just happened to visit my first online #poetry account the other day and found this, sublimity and #bliss washed over me when I read it again[I even forgot I wrote this piece] and thought of sharing it this #Valentines Day. I hope #TRUELOVE finds you! ๐Ÿ’–

-Infinitely,

Nicola An

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Watch “”Brightest One” -Spoken Word Poetry by NICOLA AN” on YouTube, link below:

“Brightest One”-Spoken Word Poetry by Nicola An 

KINDLY READ:Happy to finally have this output before we jump another year,I’ve always wanted to do this but to record properly had been rigorous. Since I fortunately made it at this time,let this be my gratitude for this year 2016, that this #book stepped out of the shadows to share the light of love. Thank you,thank you,thank you to my followers,likers,random readers, friends,supporters,families,inspirations for giving me the courage. In all honesty, I know this is just a small start but you all bless me with optimism and faith to do what’s relentlessly shaping my heart and soul. Looking forward to sharing what the universe has in store with you all. Thank you,thank you,thank you beautiful existence! I sure do love every one of you ๐Ÿ˜˜๐ŸŒŒ -Infinitely, Nicola An

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Christmas Wish

A #christmaswishlist : WORLD PEACE. Though you may say it’s a folly to wish for it and it’s a swollen righteousness of oneself to ask for it, I would still dare affirm that we can achieve it. Let’s not only talk about the ceasefire, the safety from mass killing and freedom from slavery, let’s look at our basic destructive ways of how we mostly live now which commence the torrent of violence and torture. We are oblivious, in denial as we subconsciously refuse to acknowledge our involvement in wars and ruins. The oneness of our existence despite the diversity aims to nurture the world;therefore, we connect in every aspect,every phase and every form. This is a wish for #worldpeace through the end of your resentments-our anger and collective defensiveness to generate #love and eliminate spite. Remember that you are an #energy, a contagious and influential force, be an #energy of peace! The #earth is a vulnerable thing, it yields to what you offer. 

Merry Christmas, have faith in your #light ๐ŸŒŒ ๐ŸŒŒ -Yours truly,Nicola An

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Writing Dilemma

It is a quietly disturbing dilemma; there is a sudden point when you shun your routine or habit though it’s been your shoulder to lean on.I still haven’t claimed being a “writer” despite writing on a regular basis. 

Sometimes they look up because you are a “mountain of difficult words and aesthetic language”, sometimes they degrade ’cause you are a “wretched soul with a head full of old-fashioned mush”,worse when their game is making judgments such as you’re acting as if you’re better than anyone,and you’re just trying to be a worldwide preacher.It is good to be listened to,a human pleasure.But to be a “writer” is to be just a singer because you can sing a song, a painter ’cause you can run the brush across the canvas.It’s a risk to write down and when one writes it’s not a mastery of words.In my case,never been outspoken and there are things that take sitting down for a period of time until you’re making sense so you take down the notes from your own contemplation, and I’ve come to be aware that maybe #socialmedia has been dominating, we’re too stolen by the wanting of immediate exposure. Lately,I’ve been doubting if I’m writing for myself still while discussing the eruption of happenings keeping me hungry for answers, or for people who identify me as the “writer”,you know the substance of something loses when it becomes an object to attract attention. Oh God,don’t know where I walk here,just wanna say I am afraid my journey is beginning to get shallow when what I do is falling into the ego’s childish interest.I am uncomfortable thinking that it will be just the words and flowery construction readers will be after,then I guess it is just the pressure from expectations and anxiety about what they make out of who you are by what you tell. Yet I rely also on the idea that there are people out somewhere who need solutions and lessons, those who seek the same clarity and awakening…

*Sighs* I think I am torn between wishing to reach out and wanting to rest away from the distorted verdict of the world.

-Nicola An

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Wednesday Poetry

“Fins” by Nicola An

Finally, the ingress to

mystification

has closed itself;

I killed my doubt,

thank heaven I made it out!

I tell you,I was just a brooding

passerby-

I besought an empathy

from the tide with a tedious 

melody

But perhaps it was striving,

hoping for me to listen well

-if ripples were scripts, 

it could’ve been the easiest

to tell

So there, arising into a glorious

trance,

unaware of the looming chance;

A while ago,barefoot I was wading

though I supposed my legs

were shaking
The bubbling rush overwhelms

me yet I’ve never felt this free!

What else should I do with you?

I am already propelled into the

abyss that my feet can no

longer remember having

known the shore

It is never a myth

TO LOVE WITH NO MEASURE