Scribblings and scrawls of a hopeless romantic soul



You Will Chase Her Wild

clouds, girl, storm

You Will Chase Her Wild

she is chaos,
a storm quietly brewing
sedate and serene
calm and fierce
she will blow into your life
tearing you
inside out
but you will not run—
like a fool,
you will chase her wild
you will look into her eyes
and realize
that every wound
and every scar
is worth the fight

I received a very sweet message from a poet friend, Chuck of The Reluctant Poet. My muse and I have been missed dearly and I couldn’t help but smile at his thoughtful words. Hence, here’s a little something to make amends for my sudden absence.

P.S. Rest assured, my muse have not blacklisted you and was even inspired by your recent piece, I Chased The Storm. It’s always a joy to realize that this is the 3rd time that you and your muse has nudged mine to write. Thank you. ❤

Image source: Favim




a beast awakes in her sleep
recounting all of her defeat
etched on her skin are downfalls
broken hearts and failures
but day breaks with renewed faith
trampling over the nasty beast
the odious markings on her skin
she wears with pride again

© 2016 Maria. All Rights Reserved.

In response to MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie’s photo challenge #134.

Head over here to join the fun!

Logic & Sense


“Honey, I believe it’s illogical that you keep on wearing these pointy heels and then endlessly complain about them. It doesn’t make sense.” Howard grumbled as he bent down to strap his wife’s high heels.

He loves her dearly but sometimes his Lisa could be too… clamorous. She looked stunning tonight. Her curly hair tossed gracefully just above her shoulder, her eyebrows arched and delicate, her legs flared gradually along her metallic dress. But what he hated were her heels. His ears were deaf from her complains.

“Sense?” Lisa barked, looking down at Howard. “Would barefoot be much better? It’s a party we’re going to. It’s a jungle out there. We, ladies, need to be equipped. And this— my edgy husband— is how we flaunt our splendor.”

“Honey,” he muttered, folding his arms across his chest, “From a logical perspective, you are teeming with splendor with or without these heels.”

Lisa smiled slyly and gave a kiss, “And from a logical perspective, we’re going to be late if you don’t get those straps done, Mister.”

Word Count: 175

Here is for Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers prompt. This week’s photo prompt is provided by BarbCT/Knotholes and Textures. Thanks PJ for another fun prompt. ❤❤❤

Enjoy more stories here:


Almost There


The rising sun hung above her head and casted a shadow over the verdant greens.

“Hello, shadow, my old friend.” Bree mused, snapping a photo of her dark reflection on the ground.

It has been nine months since she started a healthy-living life. Bree dropped the junk foods, the oily and sweet treats, and even renounced cheese (the root word of her name and her most favorite thing in the world). Her journey was agonizing and almost unbearable. On some nights, in the comfort of her pillows, she condemns the world for screaming how slim is better. Since when did that define a woman’s worth, anyway?

But Bree knew better. She lived a healthy life not to join the pageantry of vanity or to impress anyone but because she owed this to herself. She worked out, running four miles on weekdays, increasing her mileage each week, not to be better than anybody else but to be a better version of herself.

As she stared at her shadow, she couldn’t help but grin. Nine months ago, she was the size of a whale shark. Her outline was a shame. But now, she has lost over 200 pounds. “Almost there,” Bree mumbled.

 Word Count: 200

Written for Sunday Photo Fiction’s prompt.

Sunday Photo Fiction is a weekly writing challenge hosted by Alastair Forbes where a photo is used as a prompt for a piece of fiction using around 200 words. The piece doesn’t have to center around exactly what the photo is, it can be just used as a basis for a story. Thank you, Al!

Per le belle donne del mondo…

International Women’s Day is a worldwide event that celebrates women’s achievements – from the political to the social – while calling for gender equality. It has been observed since the early 1900s and is now recognised each year on March 8. (Source)

So today, I decided to dedicate my posts to every beautiful, independent, and strong women around the globe. Here are some inspiring messages for all. 🙂

On being the type of woman

Sarah Kay was the first person who introduced me to Spoken Word Poetry years ago. Her works are awesome and heartfelt. Here’s a lovely piece she wrote and performed for the Button Poetry that speaks on what type of woman we are meant to be. ❤️❤️❤️


On being stereotyped by men

Most men, well, maybe those that I’ve met so far, view women as some damsel in distress in dire need of a knight in shining armor. Truth is we’re not. There are also  battles we could fight and we don’t just simply sit in the corner with a screaming silence when situation occurs. Jane Austen could agree to that. 😉


On being beautiful

I think we’re locked in our own cage of self-doubt without us knowing that we had the key all along. Yes, I know, easier said than done, especially when the world that we live in starts defining a woman’s worth with it’s own scale entrenched by stereotyping (the sole root of anxiety among women). So here’s a song from Colbie Caillat to remind us that we are beautiful- inside and out. Remember that. 😘


On being fearless

For that love of Taylor Swift (no haters, please!). I think Taylor has said enough in this one. 😄😄😄


On finding inner calm and peace

To those who are running, to those who are lost, to those who have fallen, and to those who have found the inner calm and peace. Here’s a beautiful piece from none other than Lang Leav. 😍


On being yourself

An upbeat song from my girl crush, Tori. The lyrics say it all. 😉


On making choices

Who could better tell us the true strength of a woman than Angelina Jolie herself? An excellent actress, Ambassador of Goodwill, and a loving mother. ❤️❤️❤️


On staying on course

Lastly, I’m leaving you with a message from 2015 Miss Universe, the Philippine’s pride, and a woman who is confidently beautiful with a heart, Pia. 😘😘😘



Enjoy the rest of the day everyone! 🙂 🙂 🙂


She stood poised and firm

Handled herself with a class

No trace of the past

Written for Written for RonovanWrites’ haiku prompt #87: Class & Firm

I was looking for an image to go with this haiku when Google greeted me with a “Happy International Women’s Day!” What a coincident! Then I found this awesome illustration from Patsyfox. YAY! Cheers to all women (and women at heart?) all over the globe. ❤ ❤ ❤

Wake me

Inspiration Call - Creative Talents Unleashed 8

Wake me
Let my skin radiate with your every single touch
That the stars shining above would shy away from my iridescence
And the moon—grand and dazzling— would smile at us
Make my thoughts run wild as I curl inside your arms
Dreaming, wishing, and hoping that forever it will be you and I
Let me fill my head with stories and memories of us
Wake me
Let my smile reach from ear to ear as I wake up by your side
Staring at those enticing deep brown eyes, breaking through my senses
I would love spending my every waking day with you
Let me greet the world with love, hope, full of faith and see the beauty
Even in very little things; make me believe that goodness still exist
Allow me to believe that I am strong, smart, and beautiful
And when I have risen from the ashes like a phoenix
And have danced round the fire like a moth
Let me thank you for waking me.
Thank you for waking
The beauty inside
Of me.

Written for Creative Talents Unleashed Inspiration Call.

MicroPoetry Phrase Challenge: WAKE ME

The phrase challenge allows the writer to flex their creative dexterity, and imagination skills by taking a group of two or more words, and building a poem/short story around it.

This poem/short story can be on any topic in any meter or line length, it can be in any form ( Sonnet,couplet.Free verse,Narrative) just as long as it contains the prompt phrase of the day.

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