Liebster Award

A sincere, “Thank You” to Arushi (Unfiltered) for nominating Jar of Poetry 😊. I met her during JOP’s First Poetry Event and I’ve been a fan of her work since then.

Arushi, thank you 😊


  • Thank the blogger who nominated you, and provide a link to their blog
  • Answer the 11 questions given to you
  • Nominate 11 other bloggers
  • Ask your nominees 11 questions
  • Notify your nominees once you have uploaded your post

Arushi’s Questions

  1. What is the best thing about you? I’m too chill for my own good 🤗

  1. Which genre you prefer the most? Reading: Dark Fantasy, Writing: Love and Nature

  1. One thing you will never dare to do in life. Piss off a woman. I think I’ve learned my lesson 😅

  1. Last series (TV/web) you watched. The Witcher (Netflix Series)

  1. The constant feeling that you have nowadays. Having to decide whether it’s worth moving from my spot or getting something to eat 🤨🤔

  1. Weirdest thing about you. I had a pet “plant” for 3 years when I was stationed in Chesapeake, Virginia. 

  1. What does writing mean to you. It’s a Love/Hate relationship I can’t live without

  1. One word for your first piece of writing. Really?! 😂🤣

  1. Your favorite place in world. A blanket fort with a book and snacks

  1. Subtitles or dubbed? Both

  1. Your favorite song? Hysteria by Nano

If you need a reason to smile today, then I nominate YOU!

My questions will be the same as Arushi’s (I really liked them 😉)

Another May

My memory ages you every
year, month, and this particular day.
Blurred like when we parted ways,
I’m left scrambling to not let you go.
Forgive me for saying
but I see you in everyone I meet.
A friend of mine has your eyes.
Another retorts and acts
similar to the way you used to.
Is it rude of me to think,
for that particular moment,
that I’m with you—again?

I hope that pieces of me
are found wherever you are.
Have you been getting the voicemails
I leave in your pillow?!
It’s just like you to not answer back.
you always find a way to make it up to me.
Sending blue jays outside my window.
Restructuring my poetry when I’m finished.
Assuring me—
you’re still here when I need you.
I’ve always preferred your mind than your body.

And just like that,
another year…another May.
It’s still not easy
but I’m trying.
I’ve grown to love
the smell of sandalwood.
I still cry when I’m not supposed to.
I laugh and smile a little more.
I know it’s safe,
where you are.
But for old-time’s sake,
make sure to take care of yourself.

(artist unknown: taken from Pinterest)