on the crossroads, sometimes there's this the-world-is-ending high pandemonium and cataclysm, that makes me press my palms on ears to let my sanity from drifting away; other times, it's silent— as calm as a cuckoo's nest after her mother croon is sung, or the sky at twilight; the sole sound heard far and wide is that of verbs manifesting themselves; still I stand betwixt a stream of passers-by, and in that moment, I live, before the silence is consumed by the hullabaloo yet again; I dwell in the pauses, the silence that they oft call awkward, the spaces that they consider unnecessary, the countable seconds before the dusk or dawn or the breath of a shooting star; I live there; and I live in your eyes, that possess the prowess to hush the needles of time whenever you please; I live whenever I look in your eyes.
your worth is like a dragon, but it's tattooed on the nape of your neck— and you won't see it, but I can, so would you believe me if I said, you're a fierce dragon, with mighty in its wrath wings, and fire in your guts; there's warmth in your embrace; time plays ring a ring o' roses around you, and the sky holds up a little more than usual, gazing you; you are a pause, a pause that always rushes and slips away from my fingers.
eeing the three stars align themselves I hum the song I remember over tunes. To see it all fall in a single line It starts to feel like everything will be fine. The fourth one watching them afar, Reminds me of the scattered unfinished businesses, I kept aside while writing my own songs. I hum the song I remember over lyrics And everything starts making sense in its own. That it's already fine even when it's not As I let my finger entwine with the dark.
o behold the Polaris away from my reach To hold you in my eyes and let you teach I wonder how you both do something so same Make me reach my destinations and lessons, Carving a smile shaped constellation On my lost face and arrest my stammering speech.
s miles afar yet close you seem to be I name you Sirius of the vast sea. And the way those stars twinkle in the waters, Through the deep atmosphere make me flatter. I ask myself without any clue Do I twinkle in your sky the same way as you Through the sunshine and the dark blue?
ushing my way out of the supernova I try to mark a promising beginning For something that has to end eventually Leaving me behind as an alpha, Absorbing the light of the stardust remaining.
tars are the witnesses to the spark in my eyes Going all astray in the search of peaceful skies. To not mention the brightest one would be a sin Fate has been trying me for a long now Sirius, to see you shine brighter is my only win.
She is a star wrapped up in human form, Unknown to herself Unseen by those around her.
A cell dividing into itself, pulled her in Around it, Then, through it as it divided around her white light.
Growing up, nothing is remembered. She may run too fast, Sometimes sing in voices only trees can hear, But human she is to herself.
She may need solitude, Because when she's alone, She's detached from obligations She don’t need to put on a show, She can hear her own thoughts And feel what's her intuition is telling her.
But the truth is, Throughout her life there will be times When the world gets real quiet And the only thing left is the beat of her own heart So she'll better learn the sound of it, Otherwise she could understand what it’s telling her
Would her grave be Deeper than her wounds?
Would the warmth of the morning sun Still reach to her cold forgotten body?
She'll leaving you wondering Why storms are named after people
They cut her so deep even stitches Couldn't seal and now her words bleed From wounds that can't heal
She pretended to be okay and she ended up Believing that she is She didn't realize that the more she pretend The more she was breaking. She got lost in her pretences And forgot about reality
She mastered the art of pretending Now its her time to break the mirage because There is so much out there for her to experience and she want to do before its too late.