Biography
Writing has never been new to me, though I’m still learning with each piece I create. When I was a child, I used to stick my poems on my bedroom wall, and they stayed there for years until my father renovated that part of the wall. I also recall a small achievement from elementary school: I once received cash as a prize from my teacher for a short story I wrote. Though it wasn’t a poem, that moment stayed with me because he later brought me to a competition. Later, my major led me to dive deeper into writing. One of the highlights during my studies was when my class created an anthology for our lecturer. He is somewhat of a legend, an older man who remembered all his students' names. Besides being a lecturer, he was also a writer. What made him remember me was the poem I contributed to that anthology, titled The Power of Pak Yant (The Power of Mr. Yant). I drew inspiration from his trilogy of poems, all of which started with the words "The Power of." Every time he mentioned my name, he would always recall the title of that poem. Being remembered by a legend for my writing is a memory I truly cherish. I also remember telling my father, before I started college, that I wanted to become a writer. He responded with a chuckle, 'So, you're going to write about your father?' We giggled together at the thought. But writing was never something I fully pursued, nor was it a regular hobby. I write when I feel inspired. But then there were moments that always seemed to bring me back to writing, such as a moment I describe as 'my past self encouraging my present self.' This happened when I was going through a tough time, and by chance, I read a message I had written on a photo a few years earlier. At that moment, the words broke through the confusion in my mind, and I realized that through writing, I was saving myself. Throughout my journey, I have discovered some amazing things in life, and I don’t want to lose those memories. I also enjoy filling in the gaps in my mind, it’s like connecting pieces of a puzzle. Because in the end, I want to be someone who finishes my journey in this world with a sense of peace. Peace from understanding the reason behind the breath given to me. I’ve come to realize that writing is important to me. Right now, I’m still learning how to craft good writing, because writing isn’t just about sharing information. For a writer, there’s a huge responsibility over what they write, because their words influence other people’s thoughts, giving writers the power to shape the minds of their readers. I don’t want to be a writer who leads people astray with nonsense. So, my focus isn’t on being a writer but on how much I can be useful through my writing. So, I’m just someone who enjoys sharing deep thoughts and reflections through words. The poems I write bear witness to the ongoing journey of my inner self. I hope what I write can save me in the future and can also serve as pieces of the puzzle that can provide answers for those who need them. A little sneak peek about me: I am a young woman.
I Am Nobody!
I am nobody When my career is gone I am nobody When my money is gone I am nobody When my name is gone I am nobody When my body is gone I am nobody! I am no body?! I am a nobody who puts some glitter on I am a no body who I call Myself
All poems are copyright of the originating author. Permission must be obtained before using or performing others' poems.
Blog entries by Yanma Hidayah
The Moonlight in a Peaceful Corner (10/10/2024)
Where My Feet Won’t Go (09/10/2024)
Ms. Hush Hush (05/10/2024)
When That Little Boy Is in His Solitude (01/10/2024)
From Your Little Moon “Dear Mom..” (28/09/2024)
The Last Carriage (25/09/2024)
I Am Nobody! (21/09/2024)
The Old Man Reciting His Title (19/09/2024)
Echoes beneath the Shadow of Faith (19/09/2024)
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