Tuesday, February 25, 2025

Burn Like a Star

I can’t find words,
I can’t color the canvas,
When I try to untangle the mess inside.
All I know, all that I can understand in a way I can explain,
Is that I’m a star without a constellation,
Shining in its cradle, both yearning and afraid to shine in tandem with others.
Blessed and cursed with emotions of love and hate,
Trust and distrust,
So, I’ve become my best enemy and worst friend,
A contradiction.
Struggling to find words and colors,
To express what’s inside.
I want to burn like a star,
For just a moment, unafraid of hurting or being hurt.
Yet the world and I have caged myself,
Even while freeing myself,
Still a contradiction,
Fighting itself to live or die.
Am I strong?
Or am I weak?
For still being here,
I wonder if I’m sane,
In my understanding of what can’t fixed this.
It makes me ask if I have a reason to live,
Or if my reason for living is hurting me,
Like a double-edged blade,
Is asking the question the same?
I can’t find words,
I can’t color the canvas,
When I try to untangle the mess inside.
All I know is that I’m a star without a constellation,
Shining in its cradle, both yearning and afraid to shine in tandem with others.
Am I a contradiction?
As I break and rebuild,
Again and again,
Is this strength, is this growth?
I’ve become my best enemy and worst friend,
A contradiction.
I want to burn like a star,
Unafraid to live,
Not fighting itself to live or die.
I wonder if I’m sane,
While struggling to find words and colors,
To express what’s inside,
Is this enough?
Can I burn like a star?

Thursday, July 18, 2024

Move Forward

Move forward,
Ignore the pain,
The wish to disappear,
For them, you can’t stop.
Keep walking,
Don’t lose your balance.
Focus on standing tall,
You can’t fall down.
Like metal, you can’t bend,
Like stone, you have to endure.
Keep going,
Not for yourself but for them.
Don’t become the reason for their tears,
Remain for their sake,
To not break their hearts.
Move forward,
Like you’re expected.
Ignore the pain,
The wish to disappear,
For them, you can’t stop,
Even if there’s nothing left to keep you going.
Simply hide the pain,
The sorrow that weighs you down.
Keep walking,
Don’t lose your balance.
Focus on standing tall,
You can’t fall down.
Keep going,
Not for yourself but for them.
Move forward,
Like you’re expected.
Keep walking,
Don’t stop,
You can’t disappear.
Numb the pain,
Ignore the tears.
Move forward,
Remain for their sake,
For them, you can’t stop,
Even as you’re breaking apart.
Move forward,
Keep walking,
Don’t stop,
Keep going,
Move forward;

Saturday, January 20, 2024

From Far Above

Sleeping child,
Star from far above,
Resting, dreaming,
Of a flower’s bloom.
Raining starlight,
Dancing stardust,
Fragments of time.
An ocean within the sky,
A void within the sea,
A sky within the vacuum.
Singing, weaving,
Threads become emotions,
Emotions become thoughts,
Thoughts become words,
Words become a song,
A never-ending tapestry.
Sleeping child,
Star from far above,
The dreamer’s flower blooms,
Below an endless world of stars.

Saturday, November 18, 2023

Hold them Close

A spouting seed,
A field of golden wheat,
A meadow of flowers,
A wordless prayer.
Time marches on without care,
Memories remain or are lost,
The white pages become yellow and stained,
As the gears of the clock slowly rust away.
A lone tree,
A leisurely stream,
A gentle breeze,
A soft, loving voice.
To stardust everything shall return,
To start it all anew,
For new life to grow,
Even stars must someday die.
A downpour of rain,
A mountain covered in snow,
A river that leads to the sea,
A desert in bloom,
An ever-growing dream.
Villages become towns,
Towns become cities,
The land changes and shifts,
History is recorded,
As time marches on without care.
A spouting seed,
A field of golden wheat,
A meadow of flowers,
A wordless prayer,
A song without a name.
Do hear my voice,
Do you know my name,
Do you know,
Do you remember?
A sea breeze,
A fallen tree,
A forest full of life,
A burning fire,
A lingering memory.
Buildings rise and fall,
Nature reclaims its land,
Time embraces the lost,
Even as the stars continue to glow.
Tell me,
Ask me,
A wordless prayer,
Hear me,
Know me,
A soft, loving voice,
Remember,
Hold them close,
An ever-growing dream,
A song without a name,
Do hear my voice,
Do you know my name,
A lingering memory,
Don’t let time allow it all to slip away.
A spouting seed,
A field of golden wheat,
A meadow of flowers,
Time marches on without care,
The white pages become yellow and stained,
To stardust everything shall return,
To start it all anew,
For new life to grow,
Even stars must someday die,
Hold them close,
And be reborn,
Don’t allow me to take away the time you have,
With those you love.

Wednesday, September 27, 2023

I Am a Witch

I am a witch,
Loved yet hated,
Fire is my domain,
My blessing and curse.
For though I give warmth,
I may burn all who touch me.
With this life, I swore to live,
But here I am alone,
Longing for a love I can never have.
Bitterness and joy,
Envy fills my heart,
When I see the life I wished to have,
The life I can never be given.
I am a witch,
Fire is my domain,
My voice is my spell,
A blessing and a curse,
For who would trust my words?
Who would dare listen?
I swore never to waste my days away,
But here I am, hidden away,
As sadness drowns my already broken heart.
My fire gifts warmth,
But I may burn all who touch me.
I am a witch,
Loved yet hated,
Cursed to be forever alone.
I give, I sing,
I scream, I pray,
I burn,
Till my bitterness and joy,
The envy and sadness,
Till it all becomes ash,
Till I, the witch,
Are no more,

Wednesday, August 30, 2023

Sparks Light the Fire

Before the bonfire,
Beneath a canopy of branches,
Flowers bloom within the sky,
Drums are the thunder,
Gunpowder fills the air,
Drops of fading rain,
The wind are voices,
Echoing through the earth.
Darkness glows,
Sparks light the fire,
Burning, dancing,
Lanterns made of embers,
Drift and fall like leaves.
Rusted metal red with time,
Breaks and turns to dust.
Ticking clock,
Broken glass,
Before the bonfire,
Dancing, falling,
Drifting, rising,
Turning,
Flowers bloom within the sky,
Drums are the thunder,
Gunpowder fills the air,
A reflection of the stars,
Drops of fading rain,
The howling wind,
Voices echo through the earth.
Glowing darkness,
A canopy of branches,
Sparks light the fire,
Burning, dancing,
Lanterns are embers,
Rust the leaves,
Glass as dew drops.
Dancing, falling,
Drifting, rising,
Turning,
Trees become a bed,
Of blooming seeds.
Untilled earth cracks,
Sand falls,
Lanterns made of embers,
Drift and fall like leaves,
Drops of fading rain,
The wind are voices.
Before the bonfire,
Sparks light the fire,
Burning, dancing,
Flowers bloom within the sky,
Drums are the thunder,
Dancing, falling,
Drifting, rising,
Turning.
Darkness glows,
Gunpowder fills the air,
Beneath a canopy of branches,
Seeds spread,
A reflection of the stars.
Rusted metal red with time,
Breaks and turns to dust.
Ticking clock,
Broken glass,
Drops of fading rain,
The howling wind,
Voices echo through the earth.
Dancing, falling,
Drifting, rising,
Turning,
Sparks light the fire;

Friday, August 11, 2023

My Voice Eternal

Blooming, incinerating,
Bells ring,
Petals fall as ash,
Seeds rise as flames.
Stone becomes the sand slipping through my fingers,
Threads intertwine,
Tightening, breaking, enduring,
As red stains white, the darkest black.
Ií’äa Há'lóuse,
Wilting, renewing,
My song is a spell,
My voice, a silence piercing the cacophony,
Ií'ëná Na'nii'aós Eterrin.
The sword is mine to wield,
The truth is mine to hold,
My fate is my own,
Ha'íya Iích'bäa A'fénós Ií'ëná Lata'ëith.
Scales of burning blue,
Fangs of piercing white,
Wings that embrace,
A blackened sword,
A cursed life.
Ií’äa Há'lóuse,
Blooming, incinerating,
Bells ring,
Petals fall as ash,
Seeds rise as flames.
Sand becomes the glass reflecting the unbreakable truth,
Threads are weaved,
My sword severs the fraying string,
As red stains white, the darkest black.
Na'vi'aós, Na'vi'aós Na'fáyä,
Wilting, renewing,
My song is a spell,
My voice, a silence piercing the cacophony,
Ií'ëná Na'nii'aós Eterrin.
The sword is mine to wield,
The end is mine to embrace,
Fate is mine,
Ha'íya Iích'bäa A'fénós Ií'ëná Lata'ëith.
Spreading wings,
Of burning blue,
Ií'ëná Däi'draon,
Ií'ëná Lâ'saé'yu,
Our voices resound into a roar,
A single cry,
A wordless prayer.
Na'vi'aós Thä'teé Na'vaós A'fénós Lú’Éz,
Blooming, incinerating,
Wilting, renewing,
I am here.
Bells ring,
Our cry resounds,
Wings embrace,
A blackened sword,
Ií'ëná Tö'këir'ris Lú'yunâ.
Petals fall as ash,
Seeds rise as flames.
Na'vi'aós,
Threads intertwine,
As red stains white, the darkest black.
My song is a spell,
Our voice, a silence piercing the cacophony,
Ha'íya Iích'bäa A'fénós Ií'ëná Lata'ëith.
I am here,
Ií'ëná Nâ'fáyu,
Fate is mine,
Ií'ëná Lú’lata,
My voice is eternal;

Thursday, June 8, 2023

Time Moves On

An endless blue sky,
Dancing fields of gold,
Distant moons on the horizon.
Flowers bloom,
Sand drifts in the wind,
Time moves on.
Ruins of another time,
Another life,
Return to dust.
The stars burn,
The sun shines,
White dots the sky like ships upon the sea,
As seeds grow upon barren earth.
Steel machines lie unmoving,
Lights flicker from within cracked glass,
The sounds, the memories of yesterday,
Echo throughout hallow stone.
An endless night sky,
Fields of green,
Starlight pierces through the dark,
Calm waters become a mirror,
A reflection, a dream,
As trees sway in the wind,
Time moves on.
Above and below,
The memories remain,
Crystal untouched,
Gemstones uncarved,
Alongside rusted metal,
Reclaimed by the earth.
Waves tear down mountains,
Coral colors the barren floor,
Creatures hunt deep below,
Where light cannot reach,
Islands lie in wait till they rise towards the clouds.
An endless blue sky,
Dancing fields of gold,
Distant moons on the horizon.
Flowers bloom upon ruins,
Sand drifts in the wind and gathers,
Time moves on.
Ruins of another time,
Another life,
Overgrown and lost.
Sunsets and drifting clouds,
Steel machines lie unmoving,
Darkness rests within cracked glass,
The sounds, the memories of yesterday,
Remain silent.
An endless night sky,
Fields of green,
Ghosts pierce through the dark,
As trees sway in the wind,
Stones untouched,
Waves tear down mountains,
Islands rise towards the clouds.
An endless cycle,
Within an eternal sky;

Friday, May 19, 2023

Patterns

Fragments fall,
Voices echo in the void,
Forever glowing,
Patterns fill the sky.
The blue of night reflects the galaxy,
Nebulas sway in solar winds like branches on a tree,
Dark matter and gravity dance with space-time.
Ghosts fill the emptiness,
Remnants shine,
Before the dark swallows them.
Colors and light,
Darkness and void,
Fire and cold,
Stardust gathers to create.
Fragments fall,
Voices echo in the void,
Forever glowing,
Patterns fill the sky,
As I weave the threads to fill the barren sky.
Comets soar, planets form,
Moons mirror suns,
Reflections of light,
The blue reveals the distant galaxy.
Forming, creating,
Destroying, dying,
Renewing.
Dreams and voices mix,
Flowers and trees,
Drifting sands and towering mountains,
Water becomes ice,
Rock melts and hardens,
Rain falls within the wind.
The blue of night reflects the galaxy,
Nebulas sway in solar winds like branches on a tree,
Dark matter and gravity dance with space-time.
Ghosts fill the emptiness,
Remnants shine,
Before the dark swallows them.
Again and again.
Colors and light,
Darkness and void,
Fire and cold,
Stardust gathers to create.
Dreams and voices mix to echo in the void,
Patterns fill my mind,
As I weave the threads to fill the endless sky.
Fragments fall,
Full of stardust,
Forever glowing,
As patterns, as memories,
Of everything:

Monday, April 17, 2023

Fate

Entangling, enchanting,
Broken and beautiful,
Glass flowers bloom and shatter.
Tiny fragments like thorns,
Peirce skin and draw red.
Pieces form constellations with crimson threads,
Burning fiery red till it snaps.
Falling, falling,
Entangling, enchanting,
Broken and beautiful,
Is that the future?
The flower of my dreams blooms,
Till the colors become cold.
Dancing, intertwining,
Distorting,
The mirror reflects the truth,
My colorless, hopeless self,
Fate’s choice for me.
Broken and beautiful,
Glass flowers bloom and shatter.
Tiny fragments like thorns,
Peirce skin and draw red.
Pieces form false constellations with crimson threads,
Burning fiery red till it snaps and falls.
Entangling, enchanting,
What lies beyond,
What colors can I weave into the sky?
Dancing, intertwining,
Distorting,
I strangled my hopeless self,
Piercing the mirror with crimson threads,
The colorless flower of my dreams blooms,
From the ruins of fallen stars,
Fate is mine to weave.
Entangling, enchanting,
Dancing, intertwining,
Distorting, forming,
Broken and beautiful,
Glass flowers bloom.
False constellations shatter,
Pieces form constellations with opal threads,
Painting the void and weaving colors into the sky.
Is that the future?
The flower of my dreams blooms,
Colorless till fragments pierce my skin,
Entangling, enchanting,
The mirror reflects the truth,
My truth.
This fate is mine to create;

Tuesday, March 7, 2023

Alight in Fire, I Burn

Alight in fire, I burn
A dance everlasting,
Embers like leaves,
I stand alone, unrelenting,
Free and unbound,
I fill the sky, the void, with my light.
Painted in colors,
Vibrant and cold,
A flame that reveals the truth,
I’m mortal and immortal,
A beginning and an end,
A cycle never-ending,
Till they cease to be.
Alight in fire, I burn
A dance everlasting,
I hold many names,
Stories weaved from my light,
Embers like leaves,
Free and unbound,
I give and take,
Just as I open and close the paths of fate.
I do not fear,
The rain and bitter cold,
The enduring earth,
My own flames,
My death and rebirth,
I’m mortal and immortal,
A dance everlasting,
I stand alone, unrelenting,
Painted in colors,
Vibrant and cold,
I embrace worlds, I smother them,
I chase the dark, I create the dark,
Even as I fill the sky, the void, with my light.
Alight in fire, I burn
A dance everlasting,
Embers like leaves,
Painted in colors,
Vibrant and cold,
I stand alone, unrelenting,
Free and unbound,
I hold many names,
I give and take,
Just as I open and close the paths of fate,
A flame that reveals the truth,
I do not fear,
The rain and bitter cold,
The enduring earth,
My own flames,
My death and rebirth,
I’m mortal and immortal,
A beginning and an end,
A cycle never-ending,
Till it all ceases to be;

Monday, February 20, 2023

Folded Paper

Folded paper,
Winter nights,
The quiet only silenced by cracking embers,
Bits of stardust glowing in the dark.
Ink stains and dried paint,
Crystals dangling from simple threads,
Grey dust sprinkles the dark void,
A reflection upon calm waves.
Scattered like petals,
Parts litter an old workshop,
Tools hang upon worn wood,
Scarred by use, a record of another time.
Folded paper,
A piece of the sky,
Stained and worn,
Yet just as bright.
Crackling embers, dangling crystals,
Light reflects upon white silver snow,
Like moon dust beneath the sun.
The smell of oil and paint are a memory,
The scent of wood and water a calming thought,
The quiet sounds, a soft song.
The cold is far away,
The void beyond my reach.
Ink stains and dried paint,
Scattered like petals,
Tools hang upon worn wood,
Crystals dangling from simple threads,
A record of another time, a dream.
Words are silent,
Words are powerful,
The folds hold them back.
Grey dust sprinkles the dark void,
The moon’s reflection upon calm waves.
Folded paper,
Winter nights,
A piece of the sky,
Stained and worn,
Yet just as bright.
Memory and dreams,
Thoughts and emotions,
Loud yet silent,
The quiet only silenced by cracking embers,
Bits of stardust glowing in the dark.
Crystals dangle from simple threads,
Worn and used,
They dance in the memory-filled air.
Light reflects upon white silver snow,
Like moon dust beneath the sun.
The smell of oil and paint are a memory,
The scent of wood and water an emotion,
The quiet sounds, a gentle song,
A record of another time, a dream.
Winter nights,
The quiet only silenced by cracking embers,
Bits of stardust glowing in the dark.
Ink stains and dried paint,
A piece of the sky,
Stained and worn,
Yet just as bright.
Scattered like petals,
Parts litter an old workshop,
Crackling embers, dangling crystals,
The cold is far away,
The void beyond my reach.
Memory and dreams,
Thoughts and emotions,
Loud yet silent,
Powerful yet gentle,
It's all a dream,
All a memory,
The folds hold them back,
Till they’re unfurled,
As ink upon folded paper;

Wednesday, December 28, 2022

Chasing Memories

Memories fill my mind,
Emotions fill my heart,
As I wish for just a moment,
To be a child once more.
To hold your hands with those of a child,
To see the world through innocent eyes,
And be held in your arms once more.
Why can’t I, for a moment,
Halt the hands of time?
Why aren’t you here with me?
I’m still here,
I’m still here to live.
A broken heart,
A broken star of glass.
Even if everyone else goes,
I hope to endure the fire,
Even if everything is left broken and scarred,
Here I hope to stay,
Strong and brave for you,
Till I reach the end,
That final chapter.
Memories fill my mind,
Emotions fill my heart,
As I wish for just a moment,
To be a child once more.
To laugh with you as you lift me up,
And show me the joys of life.
I once thought,
I once wished,
That we would never have to say goodbye.
I once dreamed of a day,
When you would be the one to let me go,
When you two would dance together with me,
And see me grow.
Now I wander other worlds,
As I dream of what could have been,
As I dream to forget the pain.
Yet I know,
There is still so much to experience,
So much to see and hear,
I’m still here,
Here to live.
I can’t halt the hands of time,
So all I can do is watch seeds grow,
See metal rust and flowers bloom,
As stars shine and die,
And watch the world before me change,
Wishing that you were here.
Memories fill my mind,
Emotions fill my heart,
As I wish for just a moment,
To be a child once more.
To forget all the worries,
And simply let the days go by,
Smiling all the while.
Now I Long for a warmth I may never have,
A fragile wish.
Why can’t I, for a moment,
Halt the hands of time?
Why aren’t you here with me?
I’m still here,
I’m still here to live.
I close my tired eyes,
When tears threaten to drown the light,
When it all becomes too much to bear,
Because I am delicate patched glass.
Yet for you, I’ll endure it all,
The pain and grief,
I’ll be indomitable,
In spirit and heart.
I’m still to live.
And here I hope I stay,
Even if everyone else runs away.
Even as memories fill my mind,
Emotions fill my heart,
As I wish for just a moment,
To be a child once more.
To hold your hands with those of a child,
To see the world through innocent eyes,
And be held in your arms once more.
Why can’t I, for a moment,
Halt the hands of time?
Why aren’t you here with me?
To laugh with you as you lift me up,
And show me the joys of life.
To forget all the worries,
And simply let the days go by,
Smiling all the while,
With the heart of a child.
I’m still here,
A broken star of glass,
Chasing those memories,
Fighting to keep them close,
To never forget,
Till the final chapter,
When I can finally tell you,
I lived, and I never forgot,
Just how much you love me

Sunday, October 16, 2022

Caught in Twilight

Caught in twilight,
I’m lost within my cage,
Yet free to grow,
To bloom.
Can you hear me?
Do you see me?
I’m here,
A memory of the past,
Reborn in the future,
Enduring in the present.
Even as stars implode and fade,
I burn brightly with solar light,
Even as my shadow grows cold.
Wounds brand my skin,
Scars sear my broken heart,
Yet I endure,
I remain.
Can you hear me?
Do you see me?
I’m here,
Standing in the twilight.
Lost within my cage,
Yet free to bloom,
To cry out.
For what reason do I exist?
I’m a star dancing on the horizon’s edge,
Fighting to exist,
To protect something,
But is that who I am?
Trapped in twilight,
I’m lost within my cage,
Yet free to bloom,
To exist.
Can you hear me?
Do you see me?
I’m here,
A memory of the past,
Reborn in the future,
Enduring in the present.
Death is far behind,
Till I kill my light,
And slay my darkness,
I’ll merely endure.
Even as stars implode and fade,
I burn brightly with solar light,
Even as my shadow grows cold.
Can you hear me?
Do you see me?
I’m here,
Existing in the twilight.
I’m lost within my cage,
Yet free to bloom,
To cry out.
Who am I?
Caught in the twilight,
I’m lost within my cage.
Can you hear me?
Do you see me?
I’m here,
I’m right here.
I’m a star dancing on the horizon’s edge,
I burn brightly with solar light,
Even as my shadow grows cold,
I fight to exist,
To protect something,
But is that who I am?
Wounds brand my skin,
Scars sear my broken heart,
Yet I endure,
I remain.
Lost,
Trapped,
I’m alone and afraid.
Stars burn,
Dwarfs glow,
Imploding and fading,
It's never-ending.
Can you hear me?
Do you see me?
I’m here,
I’m right here,
A memory,
Existing,
Alone,
Blooming,
Fighting,
Enduring,
I’m right here,
I’m here,
Forever caught in twilight;

Thursday, September 8, 2022

Fighting to Survive

Here I stand,
Here I exist,
Forgotten and ignored.
I’m here, burning from the inside out,
As my heart is freezing and splintering.
Fragmented, I’ve become numb to the pain,
To the emotions I should feel.
Yet the turmoil they create,
Weighs down my broken form.
Flames ignite,
Waves consume,
All while I watch from afar.
I’m fighting to survive,
The clawing shadow dragging me down,
Drowning me in suffocating thoughts.
I chain it up, keep it caged,
But nothing can hold it back forever,
Nothing can save me from it.
Apathy is my release,
Dreams are my escape.
Here I stand,
Here I exist,
Forgotten and ignored.
I feel as if I’m nothing,
An emotion nothing can dispel,
Not even those I love.
It’s a curse,
My emotions,
My empathy,
My very existence.
And if no one cares if I disappear,
I’ll curse them to bear my pain.
I’m tired,
Tired of everything.
I want to dream,
To escape,
Yet my reality keeps me here.
I’m here, burning from the inside out,
As my heart is freezing and splintering.
Fragmented, I’ve become numb to the pain,
To the emotions I should feel.
Yet the turmoil they create,
Continues to break my will.
I’m cursed to fight for my existence,
To battle the shadow dragging me down,
Drowning me in suffocating thoughts.
I chain it up, keep it caged,
But nothing can hold it back forever,
Nothing can save me from it.
Here I stand,
Here I exist,
Forgotten and ignored,
I’m fighting to live,
I scream,
Do I even exist?
I want to curse the world,
For bringing suffering where there should be none,
Let them bear my pain.
I want the flames to burn it all to ash,
For the waves to come crashing down,
And swallowed by crushing gravity in the void.
Fragmented, I don’t want to care,
I don’t want to feel anymore,
My will to live is waning.
Here I stand,
Here I exist,
I’m here,
I’m burning from the inside out,
As my heart is freezing and splintering.
Fragmented, I’ve become numb to the pain,
To the emotions I should feel.
Yet the turmoil they create,
Weighs down my broken form.
I’m fighting to survive,
The monster dragging me down,
Drowning me in suffocating thoughts.
I chain it up, keep it caged,
But nothing can hold it back forever,
No one can save me from it,
Not even myself.
Here I stand,
Here I exist,
Forgotten and ignored.
Flames ignite,
Waves consume,
All while I watch from afar,
In silent apathy,
I don’t want to feel any longer.
Here I stand,
Here I exist,
Forgotten and ignored.
I’m here, burning from the inside out,
As my heart is freezing and splintering.
Fragmented, I’ve become numb to the pain,
To the emotions I should feel.
Yet the turmoil they create,
Weighs down my broken form,
Breaking my will to live.
Here I stand,
Here I exist,
Forgotten and ignored,
I’m fighting to live,
I scream,
Do I even exist?
I want to curse the world,
Let them bear my pain.
I want the flames to burn it all to ash,
For the waves to come crashing down,
And swallowed by crushing gravity in the void.
I’m burning from the inside out,
As my heart is freezing and splintering.
I’ve become numb to the pain.
I’m fighting to live,
Battling the monster dragging me down,
Drowning me in suffocating thoughts.
I chain it up, keep it caged,
But nothing can hold it back forever,
Not the ones I love,
Not even myself.
Here I stand,
Here I exist,
I am here,
Forgotten and ignored,
I’m fighting to live;

Saturday, August 13, 2022

In Stardust

In the stardust, seeds bloom.
Darkness melts into the light,
To eternal twilight.
From ashes, the stars rise,
Burning bright till their final moments.
Nothing lasts forever,
In this ephemeral world,
Not even you.
In time’s embrace, we grow and thrive,
Till our chapter ends.
Once it is written, it can never be undone,
Only remembered.
The ripples you created still reverberate across the sea,
And stain the pages with memories.
I can’t undo your fate,
Just as I can’t see mine.
I can only hope that you are sleeping peacefully,
Within your endless dreams.
In the stardust, seeds bloom.
Darkness melts into the light,
To eternal twilight.
From ashes, the stars rise,
Burning bright till their final moments.
Flowers grow and wilt,
Their petals scatter upon the wind.
I can only watch time move on,
Even as the tree’s roots embrace the earth.
Rain falls and returns to the ocean,
Mountains rise and fall,
I can only see the footprints they left behind.
Nothing lasts forever,
In this ephemeral world,
Not even you.
I can’t undo your fate,
Just as I can’t see mine.
I can only hope that you are sleeping peacefully,
Within your endless dreams,
And wish that cruel reality didn’t take you away so soon.
In the stardust, seeds bloom.
Darkness melts into the light,
To eternal twilight.
From ashes, the stars rise,
Burning bright till their final moments.
Nothing lasts forever,
In this ephemeral world,
Not even me.
In time’s embrace, we grow and thrive,
Till our chapter ends.
Once it is written, it can never be undone,
Only remembered.
The ripples you created still reverberate across the sea,
And stain the pages with memories.
I can only hope and pray,
That your wounded heart is cradled in everlasting warmth,
Even as tears fall from mine.
In the stardust, seeds bloom.
Darkness melts into the light,
To eternal twilight.
From ashes, the stars rise,
Burning bright till their final moments
Just as you did,
Just as I will someday.
I can’t undo your fate,
Just as I can’t see mine.
But it will be okay,
The pain remains but your light,
Will forever shine within the stardust;

Cradled in a Bed of Flowers

Cradled in a bed of flowers,
You forever dream,
Lost in a place that may never be.
Why can’t I for a moment halt the hands of time?
And share that dream with you.
Why aren’t you here with me?
Among the stars,
I’ve drifted upon solar winds,
From planet to planet,
Past suns and their remnants,
To galaxies far beyond the horizon,
All to find what we were searching for.
Where are you?
In the ruins of rusted metal,
Of towers that scraped the sky,
The machines of war remain broken and overgrown,
As a memory of history that should never repeat.
Flowers bloom and seeds spread,
Just as the hand of time moves on.
In the ashes and the dust,
I dream of sharing that dream with you.
A wish of a hope that I hold close to my heart.
Cradled in a bed of flowers,
You forever dream,
Lost in a place that may never be.
Why can’t I for a moment halt the hands of time?
And share that dream with you.
Why aren’t you here with me?
I’m here, searching, waiting..
Among the stars,
I’ve drifted upon solar winds,
And glided by black holes,
From planet to planet,
Past suns and their remnants,
To galaxies far beyond the horizon,
That not even time can reach,
All to find what we were searching for.
In the memories,
The past replays its recorded history.
A story with burned pages and missing pieces,
A never-ending tale.
But where is yours?
In the ruins of rusted metal,
Of towers that scraped the sky,
The machines of war remain broken and overgrown,
Flowers bloom and seeds spread,
Just as the hand of time moves on.
In the ashes and the dust,
I continue to dream of sharing that future with you.
A wish of a hope that I hold close to my heart.
Where are you?
In the flames, everything burned,
In the void of space, everything froze,
To the price of war, everything broke.
Promises made bloom as flowers,
From the ashes and dust,
From seeds of innocent dreams from another time,
A past long gone.
Among the stars,
I’ve drifted upon solar winds,
And glided by black holes,
From planet to planet,
Past suns and their remnants,
To galaxies far beyond the horizon,
That not even time can reach.
You forever dream,
Lost in a place that may never be.
Why can’t I for a moment halt the hands of time?
And share that dream with you.
I want to dream of sharing that future with you,
And hold that hopeful wish to my heart,
While cradled in a bed of flowers;

Wednesday, July 27, 2022

Star of Glass

Among a forest of books,
I wander other worlds,
As I dream of things, both real and imaginary,
Within this overgrown, ruined place,
Beneath the eternal sky.
I am here, a broken heart,
A broken star of glass.
Silently weaving, quietly existing,
Till my words touch the pages,
And colors spill out from my stained fingers.
Forget-me-nots sprout from the cracks,
And bloom beneath a twilight sky,
A reminder of bittersweet thoughts,
Of fragile memories I hold within glass stars.
To forget the pain, the sorrow that lingers on,
I let myself become entangled by threads,
The waking dreams I create,
By the worlds I let myself fall into.
A flame flickers beneath my tear-stained face,
A small quiet voice quivers and struggles to speak.
Is that voice the past or present me?
Among a forest of books,
I wander other worlds,
As I dream of things, both real and imaginary,
Within this overgrown, ruined place,
Beneath an eternal twilight sky.
I remain alone,
Longing for a warmth I may never have,
A fragile wish.
I close my tired eyes,
I cut off from reality,
When tears threaten to drown the light,
When it all becomes too much to bear,
Because I am delicate patched glass.
Can you hear the words,
My rusted voice can’t speak aloud.
Among a forest of books,
I wander other worlds,
As I dream of things, both real and imaginary,
Within this overgrown, scarred, ruined place,
Beneath the eternal twilight sky.
I am here, a broken heart,
A broken star of glass.
Forever silently weaving, quietly existing,
Till my whispered words touch the charred pages,
And colors spill out from my stained fingers.
Forget-me-nots sprout from my cracked heart,
And bloom beneath a lonely sky,
A reminder of bittersweet thoughts,
Of fragile memories I hold within glass stars.
A flame flickers beneath my tear-stained face,
A small quiet voice quivers and struggles to sing.
Is that voice the past or present me?
Only ashes remain of the things that burned in the flames,
That brought this place to ruin twice more.
To forget the pain, the sorrow that lingers on,
I let myself become entangled by the thin red threads,
That hold and hang the glass stars above,
By my endless dreams.
I remain alone in this scarred place,
Longing for a fragile warmth I may never have.
Can you hear the words,
My rusted voice can’t speak aloud.
Among a forest of books,
I forever wander other worlds,
As I dream of things, both real and imaginary,
Within this overgrown, ruined place,
Beneath an eternal twilight sky.
Forget-me-nots bloom from my heart,
My rusted quiet voice hums a bittersweet melody,
The words are mere whispers,
Till they touch the charred pages,
And colors spill out from my stained fingers.
I am here, a broken heart,
A broken star of glass.
Silently weaving, quietly existing,
Till I return to stardust;

Saturday, July 2, 2022

Alone, I'll live On (Rewrite)

Alone, I live on,
Among the memories,
Within the ruins of yesterday,
I continue on, despite the pain.
We once lived a blissful fragile life,
Despite the danger,
And knowing that in a blink of an eye,
Everything could change.
Since the moment we met,
This once pitiable girl,
A bystander to fate,
Became something more.
Within the colors,
The fragments of memory,
Are the pieces you all left behind,
The ones who gave me my wings.
Adorned in colors,
Painting the once lonely white,
In vibrant burning light.
I’ll defy fate,
And end this wretched story,
The way we’ve always wanted.
Even if we are just particles of stardust,
In time’s great expanse,
Within this vast, lonely universe.
Hold me tight,
Gently swaddle me in warm light,
Within the memories we share.
I’ll hold them close within my heart,
Just as you once did me.
Stars implode as they die,
A brief moment of blinding light,
As they scatter life-giving dust.
Just as oceans become deserts,
And streams become rivers.
Life continues on.
Alone,
Among the memories,
Within the ruins of yesterday,
I continue on, despite the loneliness and pain.
I’ll tear down this broken system,
This flawed, sad future,
For the dream and the peace we once fought for.
I’ll defy fate,
And end this wretched story,
The way we’ve always wanted.
Petals scatter,
As seeds fall and bloom again,
Even as the world is scarred by war.
Since the moment we met,
This once pitiable girl,
A bystander to fate,
Became something more.
Within the colors,
The fragments of memory,
Are the pieces you all left behind,
The ones who gave me my wings.
Adorned in colors,
Painting the once lonely white,
In vibrant burning light.
A star, an angel was born.
Because of all of you,
The ones I hold dear to my heart.
Alone I may lose my way,
But your light still guides me home,
And into the light.
We once lived a blissful fragile life,
Despite the danger,
And knowing that in a blink of an eye,
Everything could change.
Yet, we still loved this broken world.
I still love this broken world.
As the years,
The centuries pass by,
I’ll continue on.
Even if we are just particles of stardust,
In time’s great expanse,
Within this vast, lonely universe.
Hold me tight,
Gently swaddle me in warm light,
Within the memories we share.
I’ll hold them close within my heart,
Just as you once did me,
Even as we said farewell.
Alone, I live on,
Among the memories,
Within the ruins of yesterday,
I continue on, despite all the pain I bear.
Since the moment we met,
This once pitiable girl,
A bystander to fate,
Became something more.
Within the colors,
The fragments of memory,
Are the pieces you all left behind,
The ones who gave me my wings.
A star, an angel was born.
Because of all of you,
The ones I hold dear to my heart.
Adorned in colors,
Painting the once lonely white,
In vibrant burning light.
I’ll defy fate,
And end this wretched story,
The way we’ve always wanted.
Even though you’re all gone,
Despite your deaths.
You are all still here,
My lights,
My guiding stars.
As the years,
The centuries pass by,
I’ll continue on.
Even if we are just particles of stardust,
A faint memory,
In time’s great expanse,
Within this vast, lonely universe.
We once called this earth home,
This beautifully flawed, broken world,
This earth you loved,
Is the place you all left behind.
Though alone, I’ll live on,
Among the memories,
Within the ruins of yesterday,
Despite my broken heart,
I’ll live on for you.
For this world,
I’ll become its guardian angel,
It’s guiding light, a star.
For all of you,
For me,
I’ll continue to live;

Tuesday, March 29, 2022

Gravity

As the countdown starts, I see your smiling face.
Blasting off into the endless sky, you go.
So hopeful, you’re filled with aspirations and wishes.
Nothing deters you; your fear is just an ember.
Till it all begins to fall apart.
On every starlit night, you brought me to gaze upon the millions, the billions, the uncountable number of lights.
Always softly speaking to me, gently holding me close.
As you bestowed your dreams onto me,
As we spoke aloud, our intertwined desires.
Like a pair of binary stars, nothing can pull us apart.
Even if black holes and supernovas materialize,
And galaxies fly apart.
Gravity ties us together.
Blasting off into the endless sky, you go.
So hopeful, you’re filled with aspirations and wishes.
Nothing deters you; your emotions are just an ember.
Till it all begins to fall apart.
Burning bright, the flame ignites.
The chemicals react and dance.
I know, you knew,
That defying gravity meant possibly losing our dreams.
Your falling, I’m falling.
Caught in orbit, all I see is the endless space above.
Constellations connect the sky, 
As branches of the galaxy wrap around the planet.
Ghosts dot the sky; dark matter dances in light’s shadow.
Atoms form, Hydrogen and Helium react.
Stars implode and burst,
Stardust flies into the void to start again.
As the countdown starts, I see your smiling face.
Blasting off into the endless sky, you go.
So hopeful, you’re filled with aspirations and wishes.
Our love is just an ember,
Till it repeats all over again.
Blue and red, yellow and white,
The in-between orange,
Stars sparkle and shine in all their forms.
Even as the elements burn and consume.
Always softly speaking to me, gently holding me close.
As you bestowed your dreams onto me,
As we spoke aloud, our intertwined desires.
Burning bright, the flame ignites.
The chemicals react and dance.
I know, you knew,
That defying gravity meant possibly starting over again.
Neutron and dwarf stars emerge from the cold void.
Comets and asteroids fly across the sky.
Golden dust, Oxygen and Iron, Sulfur and Calcium,
Freely dance in the solar winds.
Interstellar cradles of dust gently glow,
Enveloping us in life-giving warmth.
As the countdown starts, I see your smiling face.
Blasting off into the endless sky, you go.
So hopeful, you’re filled with aspirations and wishes.
Our love is just an ember,
Till it sparkles and ignites into a blazing light.
Even if black holes and supernovas materialize,
And galaxies fly apart.
Like a pair of binary stars, gravity ties us together,
Dying and reforming, the story begins anew.
Even in death and rebirth,
Our love is forever eternal;

Wednesday, March 9, 2022

The Silence of Babylon

Beneath the ever-watching stars,
Within the twilight between the sun and moon,
Wandering aimlessly through empty plains.
Till the silhouette of ancient ruins,
Appear before me.
As radiant sunlight illuminates the once-grand gates of Babylon
The memories of a distant past emerge
As an echo of distant voices within the howling wind,
As a hazy mirage that dances within the sands of time.
Till nature’s embrace and time’s law reclaim what is theirs,
As sand drifting on the wind.
Beneath the ever-watching stars,
Within the twilight between the sun and moon,
The silence of Babylon, the myth that we made.
Rings through the ruins and from the gates that gleam gold within the twilight.

Spirits Walk Among Us

Entangled by the nettle,
Silenced by the knife.
The cards fall scattered and reversed,
As it all comes crumbling down.
Beware the hemlock,
Don’t pluck the red poppies of endless sleep.
The fey folk warn of the dark,
The neighbors that seek your death.
The runes speak,
The knots intertwine,
Head their call.
The candle burns an eerie glow,
As the cauldron bubbles and boils the witch’s brew,
The old gods ask for eternal vows.
Take a branch of the yew,
Wrap it with hawthorn,
And carve into it charms of protection,
For the banshee warns of a coming death.
Entangled by the nettle,
Silenced by the knife.
The cards fall scattered and reversed,
As it all comes crumbling down.
The bones disperse and dissolve into ash,
As the gods of life and death continue their eternal dance.
Lost in the dreams,
Caught in the weave of magic,
The magic of the fey lures you to your death.
Don’t consume the tea of nightshade,
Don’t break the circle.
The house Baba Yaga is moving,
As the Dullahan rides off into the night.
The pages fade,
As the promise is broken.
The runes speak,
The knots intertwine,
Don’t ignore the gods,
Head their call.
An endless cycle continues on,
A never-ending spell.
The dragons of fire and water,
Bring forth truth, wealth, and caution.
The druids practice,
The shamans speak,
The witches brew,
The sorceress weave,
The bards enthrall.
Entangled by the nettle,
Silenced by the knife.
The cards fall scattered and reversed,
As it all comes crumbling down.
Beware the hemlock,
Don’t pluck the red poppies of endless sleep.
The fey folk warn of the dark,
The neighbors that seek your death,
For the hunter of fear and hatred comes.
Consume the fireweed,
Take a branch of yew and birch,
Sing a song of parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme.
Bless the sword of gold and iron,
Bejeweled with lapis lazuli and moonstone,
With diamonds born from fire.
Entangled by the nettle,
Silenced by the knife.
The cards fall scattered and reversed,
As it all comes crumbling down.
The bones disperse and dissolve into ash,
The runes speak,
The knots intertwine,
Don’t ignore the gods,
Head their call,
For the spirits walk among us;

Friday, December 31, 2021

I Lived V 2.0

I’m still here,
I’m still here to live.
And here I hope to stay,
Even if everyone else goes.
Here I hope to endure the fire,
Even if everything is left broken and scarred.
I’ll still be here,
Until the end.
Through the pain and sorrow,
The joys and laughs,
The good and the bad.
I’ve been to many places,
Within stories of faraway worlds,
Among the mountains and plains,
To the ocean and winter forests,
Yet…
There is still so much to experience,
So much to see and hear,
I’ve yet to meet that one person.
I’m not yet at the end,
I’m not yet there.
I’m still here,
Here to live.
And here I hope I stay,
Even if everyone else runs away.
Here I hope to endure the fire,
Even if a flood comes crashing through,
To wash away the ashes,
And the world comes crumbling down,
Leaving only overgrown ruins.
Here I hope to stay,
To watch seeds grow,
To see stars shine,
Upon this beautifully broken world.
I’m still here,
Until the end.
Through the pain and sorrow,
The joys and laughs,
The good and the bad.
I’ve survived, I’m surviving,
Scarred, lost, and wandering,
A dreamer forever dreaming,
Broken and incomplete.
I’m still here,
I’m still here to live.
And here I hope to stay,
Even if everyone else goes.
I’ll endure it all,
The pain and grief,
To be indomitable,
In spirit and heart.
I’m still here,
Here to live.
And here I hope I stay,
Even if everyone else runs away.
Here I hope to endure the fire,
Even if the world comes crumbling down,
Leaving only overgrown ruins,
And lost memories.
I’m still here to live,
To continue the story,
Upon this beautifully broken world.
Yet…
I wish you could be here,
To see me shine brightly.
As I live my story,
When I reach the end,
That final chapter.
I wish for that single moment,
When I can finally tell you,
“I lived;”

Forvermore

Far above, beyond my sight.
A single bird flies alone.
Petals scatter on the wind,
Snow falls soundless upon the earth.
Time passes by, even as the clock stops.
Rusted gears and parts unable to move.
The crackle of burning wood,
The calm lapping waves.
Beyond the clouds,
The stars forever shine,
Even as ghosts,
Yet still living on as stardust.
Overgrown ruins,
Lush forests,
Golden plains that dance with the breeze.
Far above, beyond my sight.
A single bird flies alone.
As a speck of dust,
Within the sky.
Petals scatter on the wind,
Snow falls soundless upon the earth.
Dormant volcanos,
Yet still, burn far below.
Broken stone,
To sand then glass.
Crystals grow deep beneath the earth,
As gemstones and metals are turned into treasures.
Time passes by, even as the clock stops.
Rusted gears and parts unable to move.
Beyond the clouds,
The stars forever shine,
Even as ghosts,
Yet still living on as stardust.
From far away, I hear the birds sing.
From far below, I dream of the sky.
Song and dance,
Chase away the lonely night.
Playing children,
Bring warmth to the day.
The crackle of burning wood,
The calm lapping waves.
Overgrown ruins,
Lush forests,
Golden plains that dance with the breeze.
The world moves on,
As life comes and goes.
Far above, beyond my sight.
A single bird flies alone,
Dreaming of the stars above.
Light dances within the sky,
Sounds echo freely from the earth.
Footprints fade with time,
As new ones appear.
Beyond the clouds,
The stars forever shine,
Even as ghosts,
Yet still living on as stardust.
From far away, I hear the birds sing.
From far below, I dream of the sky.
Far away from now, I too, will return to stardust.
Fly away, far above beyond the sky.
My memories, my dream.
Far above, beyond my sight.
A single bird flies alone.
Forevermore;

Saturday, December 4, 2021

Everlasting Light

Deep in sleep, the dragon dreams.
Of times long past,
Of a world blessed with everlasting light.
The scarred world lies in ruin,
Waiting to be reborn.
The wind carries a maiden’s prayer,
A song of rain and life.
To bless the scarred earth,
To rise from the ashes a new beginning.
The maiden sings as she weaves her spell,
A creation of hope, of love.
Among the ruins, the light of hearth fires shine.
The once desolate land,
Begins to bloom again.
The dried stream,
Again, flows forth.
The once silent world,
Is filled with a chorus of voices.
The sleeping dragon again wakes.
A guardian of a lost age,
A bringer of lost hope,
Rises again.
The wind carries a maiden’s prayer,
A song of life.
To bless the scarred earth.
The maiden sings as she weaves her spell,
A creation of hope, of love.
Dancing beneath the stars,
A record of those long gone.
The scarred world filled with endless memories,
Continues reborn with new light.
Singing and dancing,
Weaving, creating,
A song to bless the world.
The lonely maiden,
For love gives her last gift to her dearly departed.
The dragon comes,
A flame that forever burns.
To once again guard the blessed world,
To watch over the maiden of light.
The weeping child of the stars.
Once deep in sleep, the dragon dreamt.
Of times long past,
Of a world blessed with everlasting light.
A peaceful village,
A loving home,
Was the maiden’s home,
Till ruin and hatred,
Devoured and stole all she loved.
The wind carries a maiden’s prayer,
A song of life.
To heal the scarred earth.
The maiden sings as she weaves her spell,
A creation of hope, of love.
Singing and dancing,
Weaving, creating,
A song to bless the world.
As the once dreaming dragon,
Guards the everlasting light;

Monday, November 8, 2021

Oh Sweet Maiden

Oh lonely child,
Sweet maiden of light.
Dance and sing,
Bless the world with light.
With hair the color of white stardust,
Your eyes of burning blue.
A voice so pure,
That your song reaches the heavens.
May your presence upon this earth,
Bring forth hope and rebirth.
You dance and sing,
With hair and cloth a flutter,
Like the wings of a bird,
That flies freely within the vast sky.
Why do you cry,
Oh sweet maiden of light.
What wounds you so?
Oh dear child.
Le la, ma ni so rue,
May this world be blessed.
So ma na rea, tula ra she.
Dance and sing,
Oh lonely child.
Bring forth light,
Upon this broken world.
Le la, ma ni so rue,
So ma na rea, tula ra she,
Fala na sha lea,
Ta lou, mana sea,
Alou ta me.
Oh lonely child,
Sweet maiden of light.
Dance and sing,
Bless the world with light.
With hair the color of white stardust,
Your eyes of burning blue.
May your presence upon this earth,
Bring forth hope and rebirth.
As you sing,
As you dance,
Why do you weep?
With hair all a flutter,
With gleaming spear in hand.
Your tears fall upon the earth,
As drops of red soak the vibrant green.
Sora la ra ni,
Cala rea tula nala he.
Dance and sing,
Oh sweet maiden,
Sing.
Le la, ma ni so rue,
So ma na rea, tula ra she,
Fala na sha lea,
Ta lou, mana sea,
Alou ta me.
Bring forth light,
Upon this broken world.
Sing.
Cala fa, ta lou cara fey,
Sora ni ta me ra,
Sha ra, sha ra,
Le la ma nea so rue.
Oh lonely child,
Sweet maiden of light.
Le la, ma ni so rue,
Sora na me,
Sho ra, sho ra,
Tala rea cala fey,
Torra, fala ni ta lou,
Mana alou she me ra le,
Dance and sing,
Sing.
Fara fe ra le mana rea,
Corra cala me ne so rue,
Fala, fala sho ra ne.
You dance and sing,
With gleaming spear in hand,
With hair and cloth a flutter,
Like the wings of a bird,
That flies freely within the vast sky.
Why do you cry,
Oh sweet maiden of light.
What wounds you so?
Why do you cry?
Torra la ma na le ra she,
Le la, ma ni so rue,
So mana, tula ra sea,
Fala na sha lea,
Ta lou, cala fe rea,
Alou sho corra fey,
Ala me, fala fa fe,
Ra she la rea.
Oh lonely child,
Sweet maiden of light,
As you bless this world with light.
Please tell me why,
You are in pain,
Le la, ma ni so rue;

Tuesday, October 12, 2021

A Small Wish - Rewrite

On a flower-covered cliff overlooking the sea, stands a lone girl dressed in white. Once so many years ago at this place, a promise was made between dear friends.

Together they wrote their wishes on paper, and put them in a small bottle. Hoping that as it floated far out to sea, their wishes would someday come true.

Drifting away, the wishes disappear upon the horizon. Taking the hopes and dreams of dear friends. It still feels like it was just yesterday, that we all once stood here together.

One day a prince and a peasant girl came and made a vow. Forever binding their heart and souls to each other, but that was when it all began to fall apart. When fate showed them the cruel truth of the world. 

This story of ours once had a happy beginning, but now you are no longer here. So here I stand, holding onto a wish, hoping that it may someday reach you.

Drifting away is my small wish, my tiny hope. Filled with sorrow and a bit of regret. To protect me you gave up your kind and loving heart. So, you could give me a future.

Drifting away, the wishes disappear upon the horizon. Taking a prayer far away to the sky beyond. I hope for the day where we are all reunited again, and sharing the same happy future.

Standing alone upon the cliff, as my prayer drifts away. Filled with sorrow and a bit of regret. If we could just start it all over again, would I be able to bring you back to me?

If We Can Meet Again - Rewrite

Sinking deep into the sea, I can no longer move. Wishing that I had told you those words that remain within my heart. As I drift to sleep within the place between the sea and sky, I pray that we can someday meet again.

I can no longer recall, the moment we first met. Now only the memories of the days we spent together remain. Dancing on the shore, even as my weak and tired body ached in endless pain. 

But those happy days were never meant to last, were they? If only I wonder, could things have been different? Could I have told you those words? If I had been brave enough to tell you? What would have changed? Did you feel the same, or was it my weak heart yearning to be loved?

Even though it hurts to move, to laugh, and cry. I love you far too much to stop and simply fade away. Though I can no longer dance alongside you, I will always be with you.

Everything is burning; everything is gone. All I can do is cry out, even though my voice has rusted away. Finding each other, we escaped and watched as the life we once had was destroyed and taken from us.

So tired, so broken. All I can do is cry and pray that everything would be alright. Somehow finding a bit of hope, we… We danced and sang, beside the sea, from dawn to dusk with you. Till I could no longer move.

Even though it hurts to move, to laugh, and cry. I love you far too much to stop and simply fade away. Though I can no longer dance with you, I’ll sing a song just for you.

Though you are now far away, I can still feel you. Holding tight to my broken form those words that remain within my heart. As I drift to sleep within the place between the sea and sky, I pray that if we meet again, I'll be able to say, "I love you."

Saturday, August 7, 2021

Field of Flowers

Broken melancholic heart,
A cold lonely form,
A crying child.
The once warm embrace is gone,
Replaced with a cold emptiness,
That cannot be undone.
No longer does the faraway light shine.
Gone, the darkness takes its place.
Will the memories fade?
Will what was left behind turn to dust?
Your voice has rusted away,
A lost fragment of time,
Scatters upon the wind.
Where is it that you are?
What shall happen next?
Silent prayers,
A childish wish.
Pieces of a time long gone,
Gather for one last time.
A hope for tomorrow,
A distant dream.
Gone are the days of innocence,
The moments of childish curiosity,
Of wonder and joy.
Only the memories remain,
Of those precious days.
Broken melancholic heart,
A cold lonely form,
A crying child.
Will the memories fade?
Will what was left behind turn to dust?
What will remain of the you of yesterday?
Flowers bloom and wilt,
Their remains scatter upon the earth and wind.
A remnant of color, the petals dance upon the breeze.
Your voice has rusted away,
Your face is slowly fading,
Lost fragments of time,
That I desperately hold onto.
An elegy, a quiet requiem,
A gentle breeze, warm sunlight.
The once warm embrace is gone,
Replaced with a cold emptiness,
That cannot be undone.
No longer does the faraway light shine.
Gone, the darkness takes its place.
Where is it that you are?
What shall happen next?
Silent prayers,
A childish wish.
Pieces of a time long gone,
Gather for one last time.
A hope for tomorrow,
A distant dream.
Broken melancholic heart,
A cold lonely form,
A crying child.
Gone are the days of innocence,
The moments of childish curiosity,
Of wonder and joy.
Only the memories remain,
Of those precious days.
If only time could turn back,
If only.
Repeating, chanting,
A spell, a wish.
The once warm embrace is gone,
Replaced with a cold emptiness,
That cannot be undone.
Bent and broken,
Rusted and scarred.
The machines of war,
Lay scattered upon the lone field.
The scent of flames,
Of warm and unfeeling things.
The sound of distant whispers,
Of the weeping earth.
What will remain of the you of yesterday?
Flowers bloom and wilt,
Their remains scatter upon the earth and wind.
A remnant of color, the petals dance upon the breeze.
Your voice has rusted away,
Your face is slowly fading,
Lost fragments of time,
That I desperately hold onto.
An elegy, a quiet requiem,
A gentle breeze, warm sunlight.
Silent prayers,
A childish wish.
Pieces of a time long gone,
Gather for one last time.
A hope for tomorrow,
A distant dream.
Only the memories remain,
Of those precious days.
Broken melancholic heart,
A cold lonely form,
An aching soul is crying.
The fragments break and scatter,
Upon the wind.
Will the memories fade?
Will what was left behind turn to dust?
What will remain of the you of yesterday?
If only time could turn back,
If only.
Repeating, chanting,
A spell, a wish.
If only…
Broken melancholic heart,
A cold lonely form,
The crying child,
The aching weeping soul is here.
Waiting for you,
Silently praying,
Wishing…
A hope for tomorrow,
A distant dream.
Bent and broken,
Rusted and scarred.
The machines of war,
Lay scattered upon the lone field.
Overgrown by flowers,
Colorfully dancing in the wind.
Though the once warm embrace is gone,
Those distant days of innocence.
This broken melancholic heart,
All alone within a field of flowers,
Is still waiting for you;

Friday, July 9, 2021

Alone, I'll Live On

Alone,
Among the countless memories.
The pieces of the past,
Ruins of a time long gone,
I continue on.
The life we had was taken away,
In just a blink of an eye.
Within the colors,
The fragments of memory,
Are parts of all of you,
The ones who gave me my wings.
Adorned in colors,
Painting the once lonely white,
In vibrant light.
I stand before the curse,
The repeating history,
I swore to help end.
Even if we are just particles of stardust,
In time’s great expanse,
Of this lonely vast universe.
I continue on,
Alone,
Among the countless memories.
The pieces of the past,
In ruins of a time long gone.
Hold me tight,
Gently swaddle me in warm light,
Within the memories we share.
Petals scatter,
The seeds fall and bloom again,
Even as the world is scarred by war.
Stars glow brightly as they die,
A brief moment of blinding light,
As they scatter life-giving dust.
I continue on,
Despite the pain.
The life we had was taken away,
In just a blink of an eye.
Within the colors,
The fragments of memory,
Are parts of all of you,
The ones who gave me my wings.
Adorned in colors,
Painting the once lonely white,
In vibrant light.
This once pathetic girl,
Become an angel,
A hope in a darkening world.
Even as the years,
The centuries pass by,
I continue on.
Even as I stand before the curse,
The repeating history,
I swore to help end.
Even if we are just particles of stardust,
In time’s great expanse,
Of this lonely vast universe.
Alone,
Among the countless memories.
The pieces of the past,
Ruins of a time long gone,
I continue on.
Your words,
Your memories,
Move me forward,
Even in times of hopelessness,
You give me strength.
Countless tears fall,
Pages, chapters of our story,
Repeat in my mind,
As I think of all of you.
Hold me tight,
Gently swaddle me in warm light,
Within the memories we share.
I’ll tear down this broken system,
This flawed dream, this future,
For the dream, the peace we once fought for.
Petals scatter,
As the seeds fall and bloom again,
Even as the world is scarred by war.
I continue on,
Despite the pain.
Stars glow brightly as they die,
A brief moment of blinding light,
As they scatter life-giving dust.
Even if we are just particles of stardust,
In time’s great expanse,
Of this lonely vast universe.
I’ll live on.
Alone,
Among the countless memories.
The pieces of the past,
Ruins of a time long gone,
I continue on.
The life we had was taken away,
In just a blink of an eye.
Within the colors,
The fragments of memory,
Are parts of all of you,
The ones who gave me my wings.
Adorned in colors,
Painting the once lonely white,
In vibrant light.
This once pathetic girl,
Become an angel,
A hope in a darkening world.
Even as the years,
The centuries pass by,
I live on.
An angle of light,
Born from the dream we shared,
The memories you gave me.
Even though you’re all gone,
Despite your death.
You are all still here,
My light,
My guiding star.
I stand before the curse,
The repeating tragedy,
We swore to end.
Even if we are just particles of stardust,
In time’s great expanse,
Of this lonely vast universe.
We once called this earth home,
This beautifully flawed world,
This earth you loved,
Is the place you all left behind.
Though alone,
Among the countless memories.
The pieces of the past,
Ruins of a time long gone,
I’ll live on for you.
For this world,
I’ll become its guardian angel,
For you and for me,
I’ll continue on;

Saturday, May 1, 2021

Even as I Fall

I’m falling down, through the window.
I’m falling down, through the treetops.
Just where am I going? Where are you?
I’m falling down, far into the void of space.
That never-ending sky, full of stars.
Why aren’t you here?
I can’t find you anywhere, even as I fall.
You left behind only a sprig of mistletoe and a piece of snapdragon,
Wrapped with ivy and nightshade.
At the roots of the yew tree, the place we last met.
Cinnamon and cedar, bunches of heliotrope and orange blooms.
Cannot heal what you have broken.
I’m falling down, through the window.
Onto a bed of hawthorn, birch, mahogany, and milkweed.
I cannot forgive, but I will let go.
As I weave a charm of juniper and fireweed.
Even as I’m falling down, far off into the sea of stars.
I will rise and I will burn bright again.
I will rise again;

Haunting Blue

Frozen light, haunting blue
In silence the ruins sleep,
Within the mirror of water
Rusted gears,
Broken mechanical parts.
Are swallowed in beds of green
The missing chapters,
Lost pages,
Turn to dust in the wind
A key of stars, the lock of time,
Hold the frozen memories,
In haunting blue

Across the Worn Road, Beyond the Blue

Note: I wanted to post this along with some artwork to go along with this but it's been taking me longer than I would like to finish it. So the artwork will come later once I finish it. But Enjoy!

Lost in time,
Wandering within the wind,
Are the words you left behind.
Across the worn road,
Flowers bloom,
Silently expressing meanings,
Words that we could not say aloud.
Above, the sky expands beyond the blue,
Far into the endless night sky,
To the place where the stars watch above.
Forevermore, they burn till they return to stardust.
Forevermore, I am here below their gentle glow.
Lost in time,
Wandering within the wind,
Are the feelings you left me,
That linger on bittersweetly.
Life continues to bloom,
Despite its fragility,
Despite the things that seek to destroy it.
The cycle of life keeps going,
Forevermore, even as the world falls apart and returns to stardust.
Forevermore, I watch the world change.
Across the sea, past the endless changing scenery,
Across the worn old road,
Past the fading footprints,
Flowers bloom,
Silently expressing bottled up feelings.
Above, the sky expands beyond the blue,
Far into the endless night sky,
The kingdom of the stars.
Lost in time,
Deep in memory,
Wandering within the wind.
Are the things you left behind,
The lingering emotions,
Your bittersweet face,
Your once clear voice,
All the fragments of you,
From the place where you sleep,
Where you forever watch the world without me.
May these feathers of mine,
My countless thoughts,
The bottled-up feelings,
That I could not say aloud.
Someday reach you,
Even as the stars return to stardust.
Even as across the worn road,
Flowers bloom.
Forevermore,
For eternity,
I am here,
Alone, flying in the blue sky without you.
Lost in the thoughts,
Deep in the memories,
Within the countless gifts and feelings,
You gave and left me.
Forevermore,
I pray that these feathers of mine,
My countless thoughts,
The once bottled-up feelings,
The once silent words,
The tears I cried,
Our bittersweet memories,
All that is me, every single part,
Someday reach you within the kingdom of the stars.
Even as forevermore,
Lost in time,
Wandering within the wind,
Are all the things we have left behind,
The love we forever hold,
The love we have,
My undying love for you;

Thursday, March 11, 2021

Haunting Blue

Frozen light, haunting blue
In silence the ruins sleep,
Within the mirror of water
Rusted gears,
Broken mechanical parts.
Are swallowed in beds of green
The missing chapters,
Lost pages,
Turn to dust in the wind
A key of stars, the lock of time,
Hold the frozen memories,
In haunting blue

Thursday, February 25, 2021

A Bebop La Lee, Come With Me

White tulips, a basket of thyme.
Oh, a bebop la-na na,
Come with me.
An old radio,
A field of golden wheat.
A gathering of orange blossoms,
Decorate the old truck.
Oh, a lee la oh de,
A bebop la-na na,
Come with me.
Rings of ivy,
The old store down the street.
Stacked rusted cans,
A worn-out slingshot.
Freesias and marigolds,
Tied with mistletoe ribbon.
Gathered and adorning the streets.
Static on the radio,
A bebop la-na lee.
White tulips, a basket of thyme.
Oh, a lee la oh de,
Come with me.
Penny candy,
Scent of cooking food.
A line of stalls,
A menagerie of people.
Painted faces,
Crowns of flowers and plastic.
Oh, a bebop la-na na,
A lee la oh de,
Come with me.
Oh, la lee lay,
Me ra lou la.
A gathering of orange blossoms,
Decorate the old truck.
Let’s take a ride.
The red static radio,
Is it broken or have you found something?
Oh, a lee la oh de,
A bebop la-na na,
Come with me.
Let’s wear masks of wood and paint,
Tied with buttercup string.
Don’t touch the thorns,
Don’t pluck the wilted roses.
White tulips, a basket of thyme.
Driving past a field of golden wheat.
Stacked rusted cans,
A worn-out slingshot.
Freesias and marigolds,
Tied with mistletoe ribbon.
Gathered and adorning the streets.
Colored dust,
Glittering fire sparks.
Shower everything in color.
Oh, a lee la oh de,
Come with me.
Penny candy,
Scent of cooking food.
The old store down the street.
Painted faces,
Crowns of flowers and plastic.
Hidden words,
Hidden lies.
Smile,
Laugh.
Don’t hide behind the plastic mask.
Oh, a bebop la-na na,
A lee la oh de,
Come with me.
Oh, la lee lay,
Me ra lou la.
La oh me ra de,
Let’s sing,
Alongside the old radio.
A gathering of orange blossoms,
White tulips, a basket of thyme.
Rings of ivy and buttercups.
Freesias and marigolds,
Tied with mistletoe ribbon.
No need for the field poppies,
Hold close the soft blue forget-me-nots.
Oh, a bebop la-na na,
Come with me.
A la, ra me rue na,
La la de, hello.
A rue ra la lay,
A lee la day.
The static is gone.
Bebop a la na me,
Hello again.
Cedarwood masks,
Adorned with red roses.
Holly and hawthorn.
Oh, a bebop la-na na,
Come with me.
Don’t consume the hemlock,
Avoid the wilted roses.
Come with me.
Oh, a bebop la-na na,
A lee la oh de,
A la, ra me rue na,
La la de, hello.
A rue ra la lay,
A lee la day.
White tulips, a basket of thyme.
Oh, a bebop la-na na,
Come with me.
Do you have the old red radio?
Past the fields of golden wheat,
In the old truck.
Oh, a bebop la-na na,
A la me you.
Will you stay with me?
Ree ra, la lay a de,
Hello, a lee la day,
Static, bebop oh le la day.
Tune the radio,
Bop a la, la la rue.
Sundew, peppermint, and sage.
Oh, a bebop la-na na,
Come with me.
Come with me;