Don’t confuse my reluctance to conform;

With juvenile rebellion.

Don’t mistake confidence in my own skill;

With your limited understanding of pride.

Don’t mistake not aligning with your will;

As the absence of loyalty.

… I am all for harmony

Just not harmony completely formed

Under the meticulousness of your own terms.


– O.D. ©2019


Art by: JoeyJazz


Remember to check on my last post for a recording about different types of manipulation (Flow part 2)

I could lie and tell you that at this point in time I’m having a jolly good time. But I’m not.

Enjoy your day.



(Voice note included at the end)


Please, speak your piece

Vent your frustrations with the world

From now, till the end of time.


Lie, exaggerate, anything

To present yourself in the most graceful light

Blame the world for your choices 

Deny responsibility; one, if not all,

Just do yourself a favour

And leave me out of any attempts

To feed your self-serving mentality.


– O.D. ©2018


Art by: Erisiar



I am going through so many changes in my life, I feel like I have stopped talking to a large fraction of people I used to on a daily. When I was younger, my aunt told me not to be surprised when I suddenly drift apart with friends or even family members as I grow; I thought that would never happen to me. However, looking at where I stand now, I am inclined to agree with her. Note that this has nothing to do with friends or family pushing my buttons (not entirely anyway) but conflicting values.

Perhaps when I was young and unemployed with little to no responsibility I could bear the brunt of one of my friends being unnecessarily competitive. I could stomach a family member trying to tell me the best path to life because I was too afraid to take the reins and fail. I could spend an entire afternoon in an inconsequential debate guided by the need to win rather than actually being progressive, but everything has changed now. I do not have the time to be that carefree with my approach to life anymore. It was a choice to let go of those values that (personally) gave me nothing and instead focus on values that bring the best out of me.

Not everyone welcomes change when it occurs, or when you are trying to work on yourself to become better. Because at times that means you are willing to forego activities and personality traits that may have made you close to certain people to begin with. But when all is said and done, self-betterment is not about making sure everyone else is okay with it (goes without saying that any form of self-betterment should not come at the risk of putting other peoples lives in danger).

I just find it a little odd that at this stage in my life I still have to contend with a family/friend telling me they have a grand revenge strategy in mind to get back at someone who hurt them. And as soon as they hurt whoever it is, they go ahead and say that its the persons’ fault for starting it. And yes, it may be their fault, but is perpetuating the situation truly the solution? It’s these conflicting values that push me away. I don’t mean to sound elitist but if these values work for you that’s great, but for me, no.

Instead of hurting peoples’ feelings and calling them out, I distance myself. Having gone through similar situations in the past I know how hostile some people can become when you tell them that they are lying or being hypocritical e.t.c. Yes, I know no-one is perfect, but that does not mean I have to put up with toxicity or leeching because you are a long time friend or even family.


3 minutes 60 seconds (adjust your volume before listening, just in case 🙂 )




Painted View (Collaboration)


Another collaboration with my ultra-talented friend Kim from the blog Peace, Love and Patchouli

Took us a while to finish this one but it was worth it. I’ve collaborated with her on multiple poems now (this is the third) 

If you are interested in seeing our previous collaborations here they are:

All Together Now.

Higher Love

Visit her blog and bear witness to how she brings light into the world through her amazing writing 🙂




The world, our canvas 

Is as clear as it could ever be

Impromptu strokes, beyond stoked 

For the surprise, I am yet to see.


Follow the scene of my soul,

lighter moments of colour

Paint the scene of my mind

Keeping pace with the road ahead

As steps move us forward,

In places where anything goes.


Lo and behold

Paintbrush bristles, kiss the poetic palate

Imprinting our souls and what they see;

A persistent light in the unrelenting darkness

Painting pictures with words that appraise 

What the rest of the world 

Would not hesitate taking for granted.


I follow my bliss with a like-minded soul

Travelling into the paradise of beauty

And I know you will follow me to the end of days,

In this moment we shall walk together

Basking in the creation we become

Upon this canvas of a place called life

Treading lightly into the miracle of now.


 Peace, Love and Patchouli & O.D. ©2018


Art by: CaringWong

Rambling #1

Loosely linked to the poem Possible

I talk about why I wrote that poem; and many other things 🙂

18 minutes (Yes, its long)

Reason(s) 7


Reason(s) 1 – 5

Reason(s) 6




We grow older, change takes place

Sometimes, at an unbelievable pace

Comfort zones, bulldozed

By what we call life.


Meanings and values

Leading our relative narratives

Shift and adjust as we accrue more experience

More wisdom we adequately allocate

To our chosen approach to life. 


Whatever the outcome,

Whether you deem it good or bad

Nothing changes the fact,

That it is your story.


– O.D. ©2018


Art by: Kuvshinov-Ilya


I believe in taking responsibility for our own actions as well as the circumstances we have been given. Often times we find ourselves in a bad place, and we look for something to blame; the system or the people who directly influence us. True, it may not be our fault we are in an unfavourable position, but ultimately, it is our responsibility to contend with.

For example, If I lose my job because my boss doesn’t like me (even though I am doing my absolute best) being in that situation would not be my fault; but it would be my responsibility to deal with. The thing is, I could get angry and even go to court to exact some “revenge”. Maybe I could lose all my money trying to get some justice and ultimately fail, but the truth is, me losing my money as a result of my firing is not my boss’s fault; it is mine. From the minute my boss would have fired me, every choice I would have made till I had nothing would be on me and not on him/her. Most of the time we look for something to take the heat for our actions while ignoring our own decisions.

Now I’m not saying accepting what has been thrust on us is full-proof and will immediately make us happier people. However, there is comfort in knowing that we have the power to control how we approach situations around us. Pain stems from building an ideal narrative in our heads which we believe the universe will abide by. Fact is the universe will always go its own way and that could lead to some serious disappointment.

I used to take responsibility for the reactions I would get from people around me. Whether they frown or smile; I would start wondering what I did to cause that. I later realized that this was the wrong way to approach interactions (at least for me). What people feel about me is not my responsibility; I should not try to unravel why someone hates me or is disgusted by the colour of my skin. My responsibility is dealing with how I feel about their actions towards me, whether they are good or bad; how I digest that information and proceed, is all up to me.

I realise I ended up saying a lot more than I initially intended but It’s been a while since I wrote a lengthy piece for you guys and gals. I will go deeper in the following days, I fear fitting all the info in this one post would have me on WordPress till October’s end.




Will You Wait For Me?


When I need a moment to recover

Will you wait, for my return

So I can take your breath away

Yet again?


Loving something else does not mean

I love you any less

I can love you and love being alone

All at the same time.


Perhaps you enjoy glancing at my words

Just as much – if not more –

Than how I enjoy the glare in your eyes

When you soak it all in.


I promise my intention is not to leave

Rather, it is to give you the best version of myself

A version that gives value and inspiration

As much as you do.


– O.D. ©2018


Art by: ryky

A poem for all my readers. I’m back from taking a small break; I hope everyone is alright 🙂 . Through the coming weeks, I will be exploring the current shift I have been experiencing in my thought process. All in writing, the only way I know how.

Transparency (Part 3)


Transparency (Part 1)

Transparency (Part 2)




How people feel when they see you, is not your fault,

You have no control over the machinations

That condition their minds to believe

That ridicule and gossip, in their own dialect, is the solution; 

The persistent bias that presides over their hearts 

Is not your fault, and perhaps it is not theirs;

But it is entirely their responsibility.


Anger, sadness, futility;

All emotional stances they may possibly inflict,

As they continue to suffocate you; all emotions, whose origins,

Are not of your making, but theirs; Choosing to feel either-or

As a result of their chokehold, is not your fault;

But it is your responsibility. 


– O.D. ©2018


Art by: yuumei



Expectations of me, I sweep to the side

I have my dreams, vision; how I choose to live

Giving a damn about anything and everything

That passes my peripheral vision will

Inevitably spread me too thin.


Very selective about what needs my attention

Entertaining influence from the ignorant

Feeds nothing but my ignorance,

So what do I do, except sieve what I deem inappropriate;

Calm, as I take my time; settling in the design

Of my Maker’s embroidery.


– O.D. ©2018


Art by: ryky


Give a damn about everything and you will always feel like you’re fighting a losing battle; highly prone to fatigue. 

Whenever I feel like I am under pressure I ask myself if whatever is worrying me is going to kill me. If it’s not, I stop worrying. It may be a little tricky to switch perception like a switch, definitely takes practice. The work I do requires a certain level of emotional intelligence, and I would like to believe it has helped me improve in that department.

Its Wednesday, enjoy your Thursday. It’s almost Friday.




Its simple, 

I choose not to share what bothers me

For it would chain itself to you,

Like an anchor; sinking and seeping

Through the layers that make up the ocean

Seeking the depths, bringing you down with it.


I will, without a doubt, share what brings me down

When I have a better grip of the leash that restrains

The darkness within me; like a void, it goes on and on

Pushing me to do things, I would in an ideal timeline

Never think of doing.


– O.D. ©2018


Art by:  yuumei


To be honest, I’m just happy I could write a piece today. I feel more energy to write than I have in a while. Expect consistent poetry from my blog in the coming weeks. Oh, and make sure to enjoy the weekend 🙂





This piece serves as the best representation,

The best manifestation, of what exists between

The spaces that divide my thoughts.


Spaces that materialize

When I think of nothing, oddly enough;

These spaces are what give me peace and comfort

From my fluctuating thought process.


I take what little rest I can before

I enter the realm of yet another thought…

A thought that could either lead me to bliss

Or yet another day

Of driving my vessel through the mist.


– O.D. ©2018


Art by:  yuumei


I feel like my generation is entrenched in a culture of entitlement. Everyone feels like they have the right to something; whether it’s being happy, being loved or money. To some extent, I believe I have been guilty of this at some point in time.

However, the entitlement has made us somewhat blind to everything around us. We deserve to be happy — so anyone who brings a perspective that puts us on edge is unnecessarily being negative. Feelings have become binary, either you are feeling good, or you are feeling bad, and all we want to feel is good, no matter the cost.

When I started this blog my intent was to write about positive thoughts only, good vibes all around. In truth, there is really nothing wrong with that; but personally, it put me in a corner. There were days I would be in a bad place and I still had to keep up appearances because that was my niche. I avoided writing about the pain I may have been facing, afraid of being perceived as negative; but I eventually changed it. Never have I felt so free, everything I started writing felt more real.

What I write, though not always positive, is real. There is nothing superficial in my writing, and when I finish writing something I am more at peace knowing my readers are getting to see who I am. We all have good days, we also have bad days, but I think its best to address what may be bothering us head on instead of avoiding it entirely; just because we want to be happy. At the end of the day, those who enjoy my writing are getting to see me for who I really am instead of something I am not.


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