Scarmaya Nicole

Scarmaya Nicole Oct 27

you came into my life as a surprise,
an interesting delicacy that caught my eyes.
i'm a starving girl, which made everything unfair,
you're a possible poison, but i refuse to care.

show me an act and tell me lies,
feed me with your loveless words in disguise.
let me taste and savor the guilty pleasure,
delusion is the medicine i take for this leisure.

i'm dying to see what you have in store,
but a hungry stranger cannot demand for more.
i'll take the pieces of what you can give,
drive me crazy with your concealed motive.

confuse me with your mixed flavors too,
i'm an addict, so i keep coming back to you.
let me devour your every bitter and sweet side,
whatever we are, let's not choose to decide.

go on and do with me as you see fit,
i'll just cry while laughing about it.
i'll take love, no matter in whatever form it comes,
i'll lick the plate until there are no crumbs.

let us enjoy each other until it becomes bland,
time will come, and you might let go of my hand.
but for the meantime, come and stay here with me,
show me what else you can offer with your delicacy.

no-label relationships are so sweet.

Scarmaya Nicole Sep 19

both scary and wonderful

growth is a scary thing, so is staying the same
time will come, and you'll have to bear a new name
you will shed your skin and unwantedly bleed through it
pain and pleasure will consume you bit by bit

your mirror will be the window of different people
all your lived lives will fill up your only soul
fragments of who you were and what you will be
will make you a broken piece or an entirely new entity

friends will become strangers, and dreams will be forgotten
home will become an unfamiliar place, and you'll be lost again
lessons will give you new eyes, and the world will seem to change
only then will you realize that life is so much more strange

you will always look for that happiness you once felt
you will find it frozen in time, and you'll beg for it to melt
the magic of childhood, now dead and far from its prime
you might find yourself wishing to go back in time

growth is a wonderful thing, so is staying the same
sometimes, you'll hate to wear your new name
but what is past but a thing only meant to be remembered
no one can run from their destiny to be altered

Scarmaya Nicole Sep 19

never been easy

it has never been easy
to find the light in the dark sea
to wander blind and alone
to seek what is yet unknown

it has never been easy
to stretch your wings and be free
heart is an animal in a cage
liberty has now become a sorrowful rage

chained by my mind
haunted by my past
my poem and life are not the kind
that gives a colorful blast

despite that, here I am writing
to tell a part of the horrors of living
and to say that it may never be easy
but chaos has a hidden beauty

melancholic hope and doubtful trust
shaking faith, yet values are a must
if life is softly deemed an art
irony is one of its shameful part

it may never have been easy
light and freedom may be hard to see
but if we take life graciously
maybe it won't be as cruel as it would be

Scarmaya Nicole Sep 19

how's life, so far?

dear me, how's life so far?
have you now figured out who you are?
tear that facade down and show yourself to me
speak of the horrors and magic of your story

as a child, there was nothing much to think
later on, innocence finally began to shrink
the cruelty and loveliness of other side beyond
had made its way through me and dawned

friendships and dreams, they fall apart
tears in my eyes and a bleeding heart
regrets and acceptance catching up with each other
this fall into oblivion feels like forever

yet, i still want to stay longer for a while
see what life could still do to make me smile
i believe in good days, and i don't want to miss
i have hope that there is still more than this

dear me, how's life so far?
have you now figured out who you are?
years have passed and now do you see
life is a mysterious thing, and you should let it be

Scarmaya Nicole Aug 26

disliked character

i hate you. you remind me so much of myself.

i belong to those whom i hate.

Scarmaya Nicole Aug 25

a persona

i am two in one body;
one lives with fear that she will always be a failure
and one suffers with it

there is no saving from myself.

Scarmaya Nicole Jun 30

untitled

i held the knife and chose to bleed for the things my heart cannot hold.

it's my own fault.