Her glare pierces true
For she always comes to light
Bitter yet so free

Cosmos on her palms
Fates long written in the stars
Though far, she is near

Women of the Spring
Sitting on the vast Floral Hearts
Wings flutter gently

-
The quill...
My weapon of choice,
my inner seed that gives
life to my inner fire,
all of my turmoils
is also, at times,
the root of my
misery.
-

My life as a poet is no different
from all the poets that came before
me.

Both the creative and the critic
I am honest as well as cryptic
But I do want to leave a meaningful
message.

My life as a poet has helped me
connect with beautiful people
who thrive and share their work
from all over this world.

It's funny how many bridges have
now formed, fuelling my belief in
my talent.

The skies are brighter, the clouds are cleaner
and I am evolving with a power that
is confident yet humble.

The pen indeed is a mighty weapon.
It has been my sword and my shield
In the light, it brought me to
And in the light, I will always stay.

The power to break and bear my
soul has been a curse and a gift
But I am grateful because I can
see who I am.

Dissect my self
Dissect my soul
Dissect my mind
Dissect my heart

There are myriads of bridges within
I have yet to cross.
Most bridges are long.
Many deadends.
But hey, I'm mortal.

The fact that I connect with
many lives on this Earth with
my craft, means so much
because we grow together.

My life as a poet continues
to serve me well.

Shy black-eyed beauty
Star upon the mountain peak
Nurse coming herald

There's something so magnetic about the colour grey.
  It's neither dark nor light.
Not evil or good.
It's a calm colour of silence.
And it's comforting too.
It's easy for me to float in gray clouds.
Lay in grey sheets.
Even talk to the stone graves.
Despite the ugliness in the world, there are still splashes of love and wonder around.
But as the sands run by, I feel weaker and I just want to stay put
in silence.
The brilliance of white permeates through every corner though the world itself is stripped of it day by day.
The shadows of blackness wrap around us from time to time. It can be easy to succumb and surrender.
I'm so tired, so drained.
I just want to sleep and stay lost in the grey...

"Are you ok? Your family, Where are they now?"
They are where they are. They follow the winds blown.
"It's so dark! Light a candle here!"
You can light six-and-twenty. Makes no difference. My heart is still dim.
"Don't say such things. You've got your whole life ahead."
Do I?
"Yes."
Would that I could join you. Would that I could be you. I'm deaf to the tolls of my caged heart.

There are always days where people
feel empty, so they tend to fill that
painful space with illusion

I feel the cracks pulse
Though they lay so skin deep
I'm so weary
And fearful
And then I wonder, why
Why do I seek healing from
the thing or things
that harmed me most?

Defiled by water
Songs of wisdom brought such joy
Shadows weep and hiss

Loving hymns blessings
the moon's pillowy softness
Life upon my breast
My silver knight sleeps in peace
Meek, ethereal flower

Soul born of the stars
His smile so meek, sweet and sad
His eyes are so bright
Silken arms wraps around me
My blessed silver-tongued hero

Our kismets are tied
Our foreheads touch so gently
We succumb to Hypnos call
Hand in hand, our bodies soothed
Our souls kiss happy

Fears grow in my mind
I do need your gentle touch
So I can blossom

True hope doesn't make you feel
anxious or fearful. It doesn't
******* or bind you.

Patience made me a Queen
when one called me
a slave to my
faith.

I choose who I follow
I choose what I follow
I have a choice as well as will.

But thank you.
Your ignorance and lack of respect has only added to my wisdom.

Life is a marketplace where you meet all sorts of people.
In a world of diversity,
I give all respect.

When one crosses the line,
they aren't worth the time.
Right now,
I'm polishing and shining my crown.

Be passionate about your craft
and always try to
perfect it.

Be moved, be touched, be enamoured
by words that have to power to calm
your storms, hear the noise, and
speak the truth

It's ok to be conscious of your vulnerabilities.
In fact, it makes you stronger.
It's ok to be conscious of how flawed you are.
In fact, it makes you all the more beautiful.
It's ok to make mistakes. How else will you learn?
In fact, it makes you wiser.
It's ok to even hate. At some point, we all do.
Just don't let it poison your ability to love.
It's ok to be sad. We all are at some point.
Just don't forget to count your blessings
and laugh hard.

Politics indeed is the art of compromise:
the compromise of integrity, that is.

How I wish I could
Turn my back on sands of time
Tap quill on paper

You'll lose your battles if
you don't fight it.
Naturally.

You can be proud
without being
arrogant.

For all the friends I haven't met yet,
you're not alone.
Just believe.
There is nothing you cannot
do.

✿⊰✲⊱✿
The aroma is so earthy, floral, spicy.
After adding three pearls into my teapot,
I sit back and watched. Soon enough,
colour bloomed from the Pearls; turning
the clear water the shade of dark brown
-red. The scent reminds me of the Imperial
Dragon, smoky and powerful.

✿⊰✲⊱✿
Ainhana pours me a cup and after blowing
the steam away, I gently sip. The taste!
The sweetness of floral, the strokes of caramel,
the spices of the Dragon's secrets, and the
tendrils of apricots. So powerful, so unique
and indeed, brothy!

✿⊰✲⊱✿
"The Dragon's Pu-erh Pearls are indeed fantastical,"
I happily sigh as Ainhana nods and she is stunned
when I pour and offer her a cup.
"My Lady-"
"Drink, Ainhara. You do so much for me already,"
I chuckle and she slowly accepts it. She works
so hard, it is only fitting that she too relaxes.
"Hmmm... wonderful!" she beams as we talk
about life, about happiness, about the future.

If you can't stay faithful,
stay ****** single.

I will succeed. I will succeed.
Give me time, that's all
I need.

If you're knocked down six
times, stand for the
seventh.

Petals fall gently
One drifts and falls on my palm
Thinking of futures

Here I am, my love
How I long for you...
My heart may break from constant yearning as the memories of our love
sweeten the air like petals in flight
My hopes lay adrift upon the pools below
For I know with the rise of first light, the sun in your smile will embraced me yet again
The whisper of your name calls a kismet
forged by the hands of Heaven
I pray it is never broken
Your face is carved on my very beating heart
Rainfall in my heart, is soft and sweet yet misted by strife
Please find me and guide me
Never leave me,
           Kaguya

As the Spring's winds make azure curtains billow,
the rose wilts.

Through transient lives, a cause
stands immortal.

Just because one is calm does
not mean that they
accept.

A stroll through meadows
Vibrant, hale and kissed with dew
My mind now wanders

My handmaiden, Essha
runs with news, of good tidings
My court has grown more

She speaks well of you
Of Kings and Queens who have come
From both near and far

How my eyes widen
as I now shed tears of joy
You all have my thanks.

Friendship is a harmonious
bond between multiple
bodies.

Amber-studded soul
Mane torn out when mad with grief
Blaze across the sky

Let my heart become
your crown.

Be not afraid of your craft.
It is a power that can
change your life.

I am one who tends to think much, say less
which pushes me to
write more

I chose the pen, and it chose me
Seeing me through many hard
times

I only wish to show that I am worthy
of the title of 'writer'

I may not be able to change my past
but I have the power to build my
future

I want to
Have to
believe that I am
worthy

To hide a secret
I found that the best way is
to hide in plain sight

In the world we live in, love
is grass while hatred is but
a poisoned flower.
Grow and share
the sweetness
within.