Honey-kisssed curls dance
Calm, she whistles while she works
Nectar on her lips

I've encountered people who often told
me that when I stumble on the edge,
the fall would
****
me.
In truth, it's dependant on the lens you
choose to look though.
On the edges of life,
you can be killed as you
fall
or
as you
land.

Every soul ebb
and flows.

I'm sprawled on my couch
Fan is on, in bra and briefs
It's too fricking hot

This is a game called life,
a game I never asked to play
a game that I felt like I would always lose
because so much has happened
more bad than good
which left me feeling weary
A young body with an old mind
Though it does come from my depression
though it does come from my anxiety
though it does comes from my fears
I have to say, I've always felt different
in how I see the world.
It truly is in the palm of the wicked
Something I've always known
But unlike most games,
there is no map,
there is no cheat code
Once you go forward,
you can't go back
Life is a game we can't restart
And I feel like a failure
The one who laments on her mistakes
The one who wishes that she could begin again
And though she knows she can't, the one who
wishes not to die but fade away...
But then it hit me one day,
for me to play, I need to love my
own reflection.
I need to know who I am at my core
I need to remember that any change I
want to come in my life
the stability I yearn for
the career I dream of
the happiness I want to feel
the love the little girl in me believes in
All of that I want to come
I know starts with my first step
I search and search but I do
see
the true reflection
that shines within me

Tend to your garden, and pull
out the weeds. Bid goodbye
to the toxic, so you can
finally breathe.

The rivers of youth and the blessing
of outer beauty will fleet
But it will live on eternal if your soul
holds onto it.

Never undermine, never underestimate
the power and passion of
the dream of the dreamer

I seem to be deaf to the moon.
So pure yet cold,
it's soft light whispering deep
into my soul, lulling me to a peaceful
rest and yet, I turn away
Various seconds, minutes, hours, days,
months, years blow by like the wind;
fleeting and colourless
Am I not just a speck of dust,
a dancing vapour,
a grain of sand that will
crumble and be forgotten?
How I yearn to be more,
transcend through this mortal coil
to be free of any burdens
to not let my emotions gnaw and drink
from the pools of my sense
my securities
my dreams
and turn a woodland meadows
of light, life and birdsongs
into a blackened forest with raining
ash, brimstone sky
My quill and ink are there
but my hand turns to
that of golden stone, beautiful
but stiff
Still lost I am...
Where is the girl I thought I was?
I fear that all I've cloaked
I will one day become...
I know it's all obscure
But I plan to overcome

Butterflies soar blissful
I lay down in Paradise
as the cold winds blows

~
Write poetry?
I only ever share what's imprinted in my mind, the scars of my skin, the warmth of my soul
~

Faintest summer night
Death will come and take the light
I fear for yonder

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She of moonfire
Entranced by her sleeping prince
Hands on heart, serene

Answer to problems
Acceptance, changing, leaving
Use one of the three

When its acceptance,
The situation at hand
Can be accepted

If you can't accept
The situation at hand
Then strive to change it

Can't change or accept
The situation at hand?
Walk, and leave it be

In this world of pain
Many battles will be fought
Much blood will be shed

In some instances
It's better to have your peace
Than fight and be right

Remember the three
Accepting, changing, leaving
Three roads, your choices

Blazing aurora
then a little, gold wolf sings
whilst watching the girl

Those who serve halos
under the false light won't bring
Age of quintessence

Those who tread the path
under the true light know that
love destroys the dark

~
Tempted by the seductive whispers
of power, I took a big bite of the
forbidden fruit.
My eyes and ears open.
So now I understand the
glee and grief that comes
with knowledge.
~

My black phone now rings
I heard news of my blood test
I am so relieved

I pray you will be
the loving flame that
I need to feel so warm
as well as protected
That you will spread
your wings, and drape
o'er my shoulders a
robe that shines, warms
and touches the Earth
like the sun

How easy it is to remember someone
only to be slapped with the reality
that they are no longer
there.

How time flies on by
We all share that worry about the future
We all want to live and not just exist
a life many of us share on the
R    E    G   U   L   A   R
I've got many dreams
many broken
many dead
BUT
STILL

THE
TIME
I have here
I need to be sure
it's not wasted in anyway
I don't know if I'll ever love someone
enough to have, to hold, to love and trust
because I don't have that security TO trust a man
with my heart for the rest of my life especially with my
past experiences
WITH MEN

A   N   D
Everyone tells me of the
miracle and spiritual aspect of having children but
that's the FURTHEST thing from my mind.
Right now I have to be selfish
and focus on me and me
alone because there is
so much that I
missed out
on AND

IF I'M
honest,
I want to make up for the time I'll never get back
with the very few I love and trust and care
about in this short strand of life
Though I am grateful to be
given things that I now
have, It's time that
I work on
GIVING

MYSELF
the things I
didn't have and with that
in mind, I'll do all I can to sustain a
happy life of security all the way around
BECAUSE


This life is mine to live.

Within us all is a bright bright star
And dust within the rose.
How well versed you are in the
language of flowers.
For the passion of your heart
sees the all roses without
their thorny shields.
And let the fragrance dance around
your hand and neck.
And in your ear, the song of the three...

Adorn your essence and legacy
with good deeds. Not your
outer shell.

Fall in love with one's depth,
not the appearance.

Sing a song of praise
Soulmates entangle their souls
Sealed with a sweet kiss

The corrupted world
Tries to tear loving kismets
But theirs is golden

When I close my eyes, I begin to drift.
I see myself.
F  L  O  A  T  I  N G
~❤︎~❤︎~❤︎~❤︎~❤︎~
As I pass the walls of sinless dreams,
I am finally free to dance
and laugh and twirl
and spin
~❤︎~❤︎~❤︎~
In a sea of white
and blue and pink
stars.

Sun shines bright, cool winds blows
thought tall leafing trees.

Her heart burns with ache
Swept away by grief's mad tide
Cursed to know no rest

Love                                          Is
A light        that    banishes         the    darkness
A stony cliff   that becomes  a         calm meadow
A mirror   that looks deeper than    physical features
A letter          that is        can be    read   on the   face
Muted,            as it         doesn’t    listen to rumors
Sweet rain                 that falls on all the grass
A painkiller       as well    as an infliction
A sickness   remedied  by patience
Fire that warms and burns you
A kindness with no ending.
A sliver of heaven
on this hellish
Earth

✿⊰✲⊱✿
Ainhara and Esshi hold the train of
my dress as we descend down the steps.
"Well, you finally made it!" Paul chuckles
walking up to me, a playful look in his eye.
"Took you long enough."
"Fashionably late. Besides, I wouldn't miss
this for the world!" I beam and curtsy.
"What have I told you about doing that?" he
arches a brow and spreads his arms. "Bring it here!"
I comply and embrace him as if he were
family before gently pulling away.

✿⊰✲⊱✿
"You remember my ladies, Ainhara and
Esshi." I beam, gesturing towards them.
As Paul kisses their hands gently and they curtsy,
I notice Paul winking Esshi's way and she has
the grace to flush.
"No flirting with my ladies!" I playfully hit
his arm and he smirks.
"Is someone jealous?"
I huff as a response and pouts as he laughs.
"Your ladies are as lovely as always!
I'm just giving them their dues."

✿⊰✲⊱✿
"Winking at Esshi is giving her her dues?"
"Yes, it is. Not my fault that you are feeling
left out."
"I am not," I roll my eyes but I cannot help
but laugh and feel more at ease. "Fantastic party
as always. That's the common theme with
Luciuscemian Kings!" he and I chuckle.
"But I don't see our guests of honour."
"Donna and Dean are on their way. They'll
be here soon, don't worry. After all this IS all
for them. So, in the meantime," he extends
a hand with a cheeky grin, "care to dance,
My Lady?"
"Do I have a choice?"

✿⊰✲⊱✿
"Nope!" Paul pulls me to the dancefloor
as the music plays, but not before I
see Ainhara and Esshi being approached
by Queen Sue and Kim who wave at me.
I return it with a big smile as the ladies chat
away.

Moon shines in silence
Turn my face towards the stars
Insects fly eager

Drizzled honey on cornbread,
Darjeeling tea, open journal
and Yanni

There's more to this woman
than her passion
swallowing
politics

The world we live
in doesn't like
nice.

The unlikeliest people have
wings on their backs
peace in their souls
and halos under hats

Be patient, persevere and
all obstacles disappear.

My quill is prepared
To write another free-verse
About reigning Queens

Celestine beings
Four poems for four seasons
Inks of many hues

Ever so child-like
With my head high in the clouds
So fantastical

The light shines so bright
I trust my wandering mind
A smile on my face

Listen to the chorus of the weeping angels.
Listen to the songs that dares to ride the wind.

I rest but don't sleep.
I eat but don't taste.
I hear but not listen.
I linger but not dream.
I rise but don't wake.
I look but don't see.
I touch but don't feel.

Look to painted skies
Sweet tastes from the coloured stars
The cold cloaks eternal

I've been fighting so many battles...
My sword is weeping
My shield is dented
My armor bloodied

The magic in my eyes has long
since been robbed from me.
Though are I times I want to
roll over and die,
I don't...

One cannot be strong all the time
But I try not to let others see the chinks in my armor
Of my mind
Of my soul
Of my heart

I'm so tired...
But now,  at least,
my heart is now accepting a concept I have always known.
I now sees that grave reality.

Bask in your originality
for all the world
to see.