MY HATCH POCKET JOURNAL by BILLY COY (affordable ebook reader .txt) 📕

So is a secret as the former.
Where the mind lies, the mouth speaks all,

So keep your mouth controlled, and avoid going overboard.


Secrets are like surprises;

And they are all hidden from known,

But they all hurt and can bring pain and shock to their recipient. To be real is to be your own self;
To be superficial is to hide one’s true identity;

Secrets only tear apart a surviving relationship when it is built; But they too can be a bond between two or more people.
It is from secrets that many have prospered, because secrets are like
being humble;

Conceit only ruins your own self and your reputation.


When birds cry out loud,

It might be beautiful or a squeaking sound;

That is how close a secret is if not told or when it is told.

Once you’re standing in quick sand, you’re suffocated fast than you can rescue yourself,


But a helping hand can rescue your life. Secrets may create agony in one’s life,
And they may be responsible for a prosperous nation. For a mouth without limits is reckless;
Yet a mind full of secrets can be stressing.

Reasoning is better than keeping or telling a secret.


Girl of steel


She was a super hero; she moved so fast that she was able to save nine people out of ten, from any catastrophe. She was a true hero for everyone. But a superb and close hero to one man, because he was the only man she had always searched for, but he was never meant to be hers. How that can really hurt, and it hurt her so badly that whenever I look up in the blue sky, I can only remain wondering why heaven is so far from us. I guess all good things are and must be that way before we are worthy having them because man would be uncontrollable if all he needed was at his finger tips. I tell you my friends, I had never believed in marriage vows, but from this girl of steel, I learnt that married couples should really love each other to stay together till death does them apart. I tell you, it’s no joke to bear with somebody for the rest of your life because as humans, we’re always rebellious, given that the devil is in all angles of our endeavors, throwing countless attacks towards us, yet we can resist him through our will-power, but are easily devoured because of our stupid weaknesses, and are eventually no more.

Girl of steel: she was a world super hero, a natural sprinter girl, faster than lightning, but she too had some or many weaknesses like all those that affect every man. Nowadays few people are ready or are able to die for love, because we’re so into the stupid and foolish games of


breaking up with those we once called our dearest and promised to die for or even went ahead and vowed before God we would be together till death did us apart. I guess mutual and true love is very hard to come by anymore; those we claim or see that have it, I bet you, if they don’t breakup any time soon or later on, then their love was unconditional.

Girl of steel: she was not supposed to fall in love with any man or she stood a chance of losing all her supernatural powers if she did, yet she with all her heart loved saving people’s lives; it is what she was born to do, and that was true. Secondly, she would die if she fell in love, and that was a natural rule that was part of her life.

Although she had resisted many handsome and ugly men who had come her way for a very long time, there was this one man she really did know and could not tell why, when it came to him, she lost all strength to resist him. She thought it was just a weakness and she tried to fight it, but the more she hid from him, the stronger she fell in love with him and wanted him beyond any super force. That made me realize that everyone of us was made for a right soul-mate, and it only takes time and patience for one not to let the chance of finding their true soul-mate pass them by, because as the world is today, each of us is on the fast lane.

Girl of steel: she had eventually fallen in true love and stood a bad chance of losing everything she was and ever had; the first time she really looked deep into his eyes and they made sweet and tender love, the next morning she was dead, leaving her man in an insanity sanctuary. But at least she had died for love, which is the true humanity.


Something so small but big enough


You can be so strong and bold,

But one day might turn you into a useless nobody;


Our weaknesses leave us so embarrassed,

Yet we can easily learn how to treat them comfortably when they befall us.

Everyone has that strong potion of something that wears them so down.

You can stand a sad and strong violent storm, but just a mere weakness in you can destroy you so deep and terribly.


You’re drifted away by something that holds tight your movement and thinking;

Your whole self is left useless and aimless,

And that is something you have been avoiding for a long time.

But since it touched your heart more than anything has ever done, You will fall to ruin, from glory or to its mercy.
The dark clouds in your days are a sign of sorrow,

But you can only recover from a storm by putting the past behind you and live in the present,

And prepare for the future or whatever may come.


A road that seems so long for you to travel; Before you get to your destination,
Fate would have decided otherwise.

A string of bad and good reign over you,

Because the world has two faces: the good and the evil one.


If you never see morning come again, don’t ever wonder why there is no tomorrow for the dead;

Everyone has their own days and nights in their short life, though we may seem to share the same world.

The hidden is impossible, but possible if we try again and again and have faith and love for where we are headed.


Girl of uncountable


She was a girl of many colors; that made her one of a kind, kind of girl. She was hard to figure out, yet her character and personality were the most darling and daring one. Looking at her just once or twice you would really tell who she was, though her sweet candid smile could fool you into thinking she was easy to predict.

Staying with her long enough would make you want to hate yourself the more, because you would have misunderstood and misinterpreted her in every way. It was from her that I learnt that if people get you wrong or totally wrong, don’t ever fight them; if you know you’re innocent, why strain yourself with a fool or some fools; just let their criticism, suspicion and doubts about you eat them apart when they soon or later discover that they were wrong and you were right. That also taught me that if you have talent, and without a doubt know that you’re good at what you do, why spoil or waste your time on those who by telling from what they do and say about you know nothing about you; we humans are naturally jealous, but does that mean that others’ insecurity should alter you from achieving your goals or making your dreams become a reality? No sir!

People have talked as ancient as history is history, and they are not about to stop just because you exist; one’s talking only stops when he or she dies, but others carry on with the talking still. So, in whatever you do, keep moving on according to your true beliefs that bring peace to


you and don’t destroy others’ lives. Some people are around us to make us stronger when they are putting us down, and others are there to lift us up when they are praising us and are truly inspiring us. Either way, there are a lot of lessons to be learnt about human-beings, the environment you’re living in and the dream that you’re pursuing.

Girl of uncountable: whenever she seemed to be over, she still had much more in store, because she never gave out all for the world to see or figure out; she always hit the world with a big bang where they least expected it. She was so understanding and wise. I loved her demeanor; she was a class apart from every woman I had ever met or really got to know; but it is so sad that I never really knew everything about her. But I am so glad I knew her, she taught me much more about good and bad in this crazy world that we live in.


Written with many colors


So rare yet so real,

So hard yet so easily understood, So extraordinary yet so humble;
Written with many colors, one thing that is so hard to figure out, yet so
revealing.

Caught up in a world of one’s self;

Drifted away by violent winds, yet brought up so strongly and boldly. A soft place where only the knowledgeable ride;
Written with many colors and none a fool understands.


Standing high up on the peak of Everest;

Swift winds still stand blow in every direction,

And you still stand strong, yet on the verge of the edge. Miles traveled it is all in just a split of a second;
A wise mind works like right shock.

Drawn too close to comfort by diversity,

Written with many colors is the pearl of every talent. Never matched with only one;
As the cold catches, the easiness of thoughts relieves of many worries.

Written with many colors and so hard to predict, That is the life of every sweet stranger in life.


As you stand in the middle of a crowd, you’re surely standing from the rest of the crowd,

Because written with many colors blossoms brighter than the sun. So tender and mind calculated,
So wild and too soft at heart;

A changing character of many colors…

Like a swift blowing wind, it takes easiness to figure out hardship,

That’s what lies in you than no one can ever take away or get the best of.

Written with many colors; painted with a lot of fascination and meaning;


Written with many colors: hard to read yet so easy to understand if only you could let wisdom guide you to your destiny.


Girl of ring

The love for a ring on her hand was