After one year of counting stars and writing research papers, sir @sirmchiiisaidchill is bidding farewell to the Bedan community. So, here is a two-page poem.
Cheers to sir and his remarkable abilities to support us all the way amidst the stress and make our academic journey an energized pursuit | Each Energized Discussion, Pasted Star, and the Next, written by me, Lala. Design by me and @yuloflrs .
Aside from this being a requirement for Bedan Literary Creatives club, this is truly a show of genuine appreciation for our KOM and Pananaliksik 1 teacher, for his continuous efforts in guiding us amidst his own cloud of lutangness.
See you next Pista, sir! We hope you eventually find your true calling.
in waters polluted and corrupted. if we start now, soon enough, we’ll bask in afterglow. | a poem written by @malalanalala
i was given the opportunity to layout her work 🐚 may this serve as a powerful reminder to use your voice and your platforms.
stay informed and fight. demand for accountability.
Some midnight thoughts wrapped in stars. It’s a memory, a story, and just a prose written a long time ago by who I used to be. Introducing, "The Monsters Come At Midnight."
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Interlude: "You know how people act glittery and charming in public but when they retreat to their bedroom, they also retreat to their shadows? That's how galaxies are. On the outside it looks shiny, shimmering, and fascinating but if you ever really let yourself be enveloped by the bejeweled mirage, you'll end up in a labyrinth of pitch-black darkness where you never know if dangers, monsters, and ghosts lurk beside you."
