If you want to have your cake and
eat it too, don't be shocked
when karma bites you.

Let us empower and never
denounce

For one to be enlightened,
their soul must shed
benightment.

It's easy to fall in love with the light.
The true test comes from loving
the darkness and all the burdens it
carries.

Stand united, fall divided.
Arise to show you
can stand alone.

Beautiful things
lead difficult
lives.

One became two at one point.
I think I was caught up.
Maybe I did love at the time,
Maybe I didn't.  
Looking back,
through the ripples of time
Back over
730 days...
I see now that I
was only in love with the
idea of love.
I wasn't as clear as the ocean.

I was seen
A soul who thought she had a
stone heart.
And common sense instead
of emotion
A mind over the song of heart
strings
When you love, truly love
You trust and protect
But in truth, you're merely
cutting open your chest
Letting the blood flow
and cupping your beating heart
Trusting someone not to return with
a knife.
I was stabbed there
And the knife was further twisted
When you and your friends
laughed...

Relishing in being single.
Apparently, I have phallophobia

And you announced this
on social media
while
pouring salt and lemon juice into
my wounds...
That's when a glass broke in mind
Love left me blind
Realization made me wise
And I walked away

My limp gone
My scars bare
My eyes dried
Instantly

And a year later,
After the slander,
You message me
Asking for friendship and that
we should catch up
Like everything was OK

Even if I was naive enough to agree
What's there too catch up on?
Honestly?
When you've proven to be
untrustworthy
undeserving
and conniving

You can wait for as long as you want
Till my last breath,
I won't look back
Every chapter closes
You just realised too late

The heartbreak gave me wisdom

Ladies and gentleman,
if you have an ex,
Remember this

Ex = Experience
Ex = Example
Ex = Expiration

And don't ever feel succumb to the
temptation of getting an EXplanation
For anything.
There will come a day
when your head asks
"Do you care about them still?"
and your heart will respond
"Nah. Couldn't care less."

You, heartbreaker, are
at the end of the road

Face
The
Ex=it

I merely express my rioted mind
A forest of thoughts and loves
screams and fears,
angels and demons that run rampant
Leaving no part of me unmarred
For I am too aware of all around me
With eyes that speak more than they say
I may not say it but I miss nothing
Perhaps if I were stupid, I would be much happier

My heart is a torrent
Can I no be soothed by a coat of dew and a kiss of rain
I merely a woman who wishes to live and not survive
To be recognised but not seen
To contribute to a craft that I so truly love
For I only am one and have one life to live
For all the things I lack in this life,
Physical beauty
Total confidence
A pure conscience

But my fire is there to keep me warm from world's chaos

I sincerely hope that my many mistakes
will not overshadow my passions
For now, I truly understand the power
of artistic expression and integrity
And I feel as I do not deserve to even
tread the path of those I have admired all
these years and have been immortalised in mind...

I truly do not want to be false, a fraud, a fake
But more then ever, I want to be free...
Never will I take the power of the pen for granted again
For writing may be the is the one true
thing that shows the best part of me...

Sweet fields from the East
Ride with the sea's harmony
Heal all through seasons

Listen to nature
Under the sun-dappled trees
The world proudly sings

The will of the Heavens
weaves its creations
great tapestries
of love and
grief.

Love, an element
that can transcend
many lifetimes

Love, an parasite that
can destroy
a nation

Love, a flame that when
left unattended, can
ravage and not
irradiate

Such much it has to give.
The very gift of love

Have you ever known a rose
to be born with soft thorns

Have you ever known a heart
to be a still sea

Have you ever known a mind to
be a mere, simple garden

-
You claim to see true but yet you fail
to understand a key factor of sight:
The perception of one's self is
different from reality
-

-
Everyone is a unique seed
with a potential to bloom
into something beautiful
Nurture yourself as pure
and consistent as love itself
Fear no drought
For you are not destined
to wilt before your time
You will have all you need
to get to the stage of flowering
All your God given talents,
known and hidden,
discover, refine, hone
Bloom...
-

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Sitting here haunted
My thoughts are reservoirs
But they can be art

For I'm living art
Filled with emotional memory
Untapped potential

Pain that always drips
and aches as I age in life
But it helps me grow

And though I do love,
I am wrapped in hatred's thorns
Not all wounds will heal

I've found that when it comes to sacrificing
something you love to do, you always
end up finding one reason not to

Can one hold the bones of dead dreams
With ashes and embers rising in the air
Walking down a grey road with
a beating heart in hand.
Black and chained, strained and pained
to my mind and soul.
For I want to be one who can finally sleep
but with each passing day, I can't seem
to find rest, or peace.
When will it end...?
The method to my madness.
The rage of instability.
The constant lashes and screams of self-doubt.
I feel so hollow...
Tell me.


What remains when a thought is forgotten?
What remains when one feels hollow?

Love and war's eternal kismet
are forever bound
They are hand
in hand

Never get so lost in competing
that you lose interest in giving
your creations meaning.

One can't reach true happiness
with a chained heart

How I want two things
To stand out and stay hidden
To let passion speak

Hope falls like a star
Words taken out of context
I want to retreat

Let's be 100 here.
You could be the most loyal
the most caring
the most attentive
the most attractive
the most affectionate
You could be one making all the efforts
the one spending the most time
with your 'investment'
...and in the end,
that person STILL walks away
Don't be questioning yourself
wondering where you went wrong
or what you could of done better
wondering if there was anything else
you could have sacrificed to keep them around

You are worth FAR MORE than that
Don't devalue yourself and feel like you're
missing something, that you absolutely need them
Don't beg to keep them around, let them go
Being loyal doesn't make you stupid -
but being loyal to someone whose walked
away IS stupid
In life, people come and go, but I've learned
that when the time is right, you will gain
something better

So I say when you see reality's hand raised,
welcome the slap
Wake up, move on and clap

L i g H t - h e a r t e d
    W h o l E - h e a r t e d
            W e A k - h e a r t e d
T e n d e R - h e a r t e d
        S o f T - h e a r t e d
                               B r o k e n - h e a r t e d
                L a R g e - h e a r t e d
                  P r O u d - h e a r t e d
                          K i n d - h e a r t e d
              F r E e - h e a r t e d
         S t o N y - h e a r t e d

Let creative souls be creative souls.
Don't think that you're better,
give them their due
respects.

Raise your hands and
touch the strings of my
soul

Feel the music of my life
between your fingers
with every strum and
pluck

Listen to the magic of
my inner melody
Both the tranquil and
the disastrous spells

Dear everyone and no-one,
beloved musician
this is my ode

Mistress of Crossroads
Death sings loud on moonless nights
Palms towards the stars

I sail

my mind's

tide of

many questions

And only

under the

Eye will

I find

the answers

Practice your craft as if your life depends on it.
Persist to overcome all that comes your way.
Passion will be your fuel. Don't let the flame die from life's water.
And when it's your time to shine,
perform like failure is non-existant

The lyre of love sings
The flutes of God inspires
The angels of silvern wings
Spindle of dread's pyre

You wear the crown, my sweet
Let stars light up your dreams
Speak true, my parakeet
Spread your wings and soar and
gleam

There will be thousands of people doing
the same thing as you. Just keep in
mind, there is only ONE you.
So walk down your path.

The blue moonlight is winking
                                over the cool ocean and I am
                  wrapped in shadows

The howling winds will soon
                                 emerge and calm the grumble
  of the earth.

  I can hear the humans laugh,
                                walking side by side, hand in
                                             hand, and the light of the moon        
            caresses the sands

           How each of their steps commands
                                   nothing but passion and in my
                                           own small arms, are still and tiny    
griefs          

             The night spreads around smoothly
                                      and the skies are full of birds pre-
                                destined to pass and reach the
Heavens      

      There I am, in the sea, seeing the
                                    humans dance happy upon the
                                               sands. So many lives, so many            
       stories above...

With no notion of the stories, light and dark,
that lay below.

Winterfly of moonlit dreams.
With wisps of smoke, and coiling wings.
Snow drop falls.
On crisp brown leaves.
At the snap of a twig,
You rise from ash to sea of stars.
The sunlight dances on the fresh coat of ice.

Daughter of harvest
Warm spring hands beckons death's breath
Arils strokes her lips

Fitted for armor, fitted for dresses.
Learn the sword or needle's dance.
Both stained with blood.
One for war, one for flowers.
The shadow prays for a light's chance.

The sun shines and sings
I lay to rest by Spring Falls
Rivers flow grateful