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Poem: Daybreak

When we came to an end,

I felt for a while as though

The sun would not rise again;

I stayed up until dawn to see

If this could prove to be true –

But when the sun rose as usual

And my heart sank further,

I realized that I shouldn’t expect

That the day wouldn’t break

When my heart was already broken.

j.p 

//In response to the Writerscreed Challenge prompt: “darkness at dawn”

The Wizard’s Spine

Energies compounding From base to crown resounding That which grasps eternity abounding As points upon the spine make raise to founding In the manifest of magick Ensorcelled by the whims of one’s intention To form from what’s suspended, predilection Make thralls as growth enlivened by affection Coursing freely into frames betwixt within Tis the catalyst of dreams The ether streams Which called upon, should gleam into the extant Qi formed from the vortexes of multitude;  of coalescent pools  of extradimensional splendor Whence all as one is fragmented to individual endeavor

To call upon the forces of the soul Amass a spectacle of power everflowing To command the wealth of all abundance in the throes Of what becomes you Insight and true elation In spiritual hibernation To bloom, consumed in new beginnings As a sage of magix brimming The ought and oft surrendered unto happenstance Unbound to choice wherein all falls to chance To be in bliss, and pierce the veil with light as lance As magick is what holds me I am supported on the all begotten energies of spiritual transcendence 

Her erratic breaths made a lovely melody accompanied by the city’s noise. Her weak knees pressed against the cold pavement did their best to kept her straight. Her once beautiful dress was now a dirty mess ripped to shreds that only reminded her of her despair. Her brunette hair which used to be braided was now loosely blown by the chilled air of the night. It hurt. Betrayal hurt. Shutting her eyes closed, she stood up and started walking aimlessly. Their taunting laughter still echoed in her head. Their empty eyes still followed her. Then she was at the museum. Their museum. Where they promised they would always be together. Where secrets were shared. Where she learned what love what suppose to be like. Or so she thought. The sound of a broken glass the startled her waking her up from her painful trance. “Princesa, what are you doing here? What happened at the party?” an old man asked leaning an oval shaped mirror against a wall. “Nothing abuelo, I’m just tired”  she tried to lie, swallowing the lump that had formed in her throat. The wrinkle’s man face regarded her in concern, but when she turned away he sighed. “Just remember princesa, tu eres más fuerte que tus demonios.” Just when the door closed again she opened her eyes to confirm that she was alone. Suddenly she fell to the ground letting cries escaped her mouth. How could she be so naive? Lifting her face from a shield her hands had created she saw the reflection of the mirror shone in the darkness. Whimpering she dragged her body to the wall and took the mirror in her trembling hands. Upon seeing the image reflected she stayed in silence before letting a scream fueled by hatred. So under the gaze of the city that never sleeps she swore that they would never hurt her again. That they would pay. She would make them pay for what they had done. Because after all, she was stronger than her demons. 

The Found Door

Panting in exhaustion;

She gasped in some air.

Engulfed in desolation;

Sword of Democles

Gashed her in depair.

In the midst of confusion;

She tried so hard to flee.

From the whirlpool of oblivion;

Her sorrows danced with glee.

Determined to escape;

This dumbfounding tribulation.

Heading to somewhere safe;

From all these retribution.

At the heart of the woods:

She found a forlorn key.

Amidst its hideous look;

An enormous risk she took.

She picked it up with ardor;

Walked a few miles more.

In the end of the weary road;

Lies her new found door!

-Stormykatie

Old Staircase

You slammed the door;

So hard it broke.

Glass scattered;

About the floor.

I pranced slowly;

Evading broken fragments;

Dissuading growing torment;

Rising from my chest.

Knowing you love me less;

Than you did yesterday.

You've shown it today.

I sat in the corner;

Without looking sober.

How could I be so brave;

While my heart is enslaved

By your captivating gaze?

Your angelic face;

In the far reaches of my brain

Has found its place.

And there it stayed;

A glamorous tattoo;

A memory of you.

I just couldn't shake;

Those promises you made

When you kissed me

In your old staircase.

-Stormykatie

"I wanna love everything about you, if you don't mind", whispered the moon. She blushed a little, smiled and hummed along.

Katie, 20:00

You have the right to remain silent

You have the right to remain-

Oh heart

The law isn't wrong

But you followed the song

Telling you

To spill it all out

All of it

Like water

And drowned him

In a stream

Of confessions

You could have just stored

Inside

Let them boil down

With the cold truth

Memories you don't remember

Forgetting

Now the flashbacks

Are coming too fast

A dizzying speed

Of moments in polaroid pictures

//

His face floats

On the mess

Of stark honesty

Breaking free

From your mind

Why did you say

You love him

Like you could hold on

To this promise

Forever

Why did you say

You care so much more

Than anyone will ever do

Why did you say

You are scared

To lose him

In the crowd

Scared he will

Let go of your hand

And be swallowed

By the fiasco

Why did you say

You will try

You will try to remain

Bounded by the things

That made you, you

Once upon a time

When the world

Was warmer

Than it feels now

Like Pleistocene is here

Playing on repeat

Making you cringe

From a touch

You used to like

So much

//

It's weird

How your life

Became so messy

Well honestly

You could have

Remained silent

Intact with your soul

But you flowed

With the raging current

And told him

At first instance

About the chaos

All those moments

No one

Would care to listen

//

You have the right to remain silent

Yet heart, you talked

//

You have the right to remain

Yet heart, you fled

//

You have the right

Yet heart, you waived it

//

You have (it)

Yet heart, you lost-

Everything

Now all you got

Is the mess

Of collected

Confessions

About how you used

To feel about him

These of course

Are just phantoms now

Frightening you

Even more

Making you hide

Behind the veil

Of repressed memory

An escape plan

Time devised

To free you

From the horrors

Of the past

-An honest mess,

(It is right to remain silent)

Katie, 16:30

Love me on ordinary days. When the sky is grey and I am silent in a corner, trying hard not to cry. It may not be the best sight to behold in a day. But it is when I need your arms the most. So pull me closer, lock me into that warm embrace. Not because it's my birthday or the wind feels insanely cold like December. But because I am breaking in a rapid avalanche. All the emotions bottled are finding their way out. And my heart, though it beats weakly, it is full of hope that the grey sky will turn bright again. And we can lie on our backs to watch the stars again. Love me when I can't even have faith with the fading hues. Be here with me. Hold me as I weep because your touch makes everything feels easier. Your hands can lift my burden like a feather. I don't know how you do that. And it enthralls me that you feel like my silver lining. My blue sky. My home.

Love me on ordinary days. When bouquet of Roses become cliché and the world only showers affection on Valentine's Day. For even sweet nothings are slowly fading as people have grown weary of love songs. It's getting cold. Hearts are slowly turning into steel. And I am painfully dying inside. Look me in the eye for your gaze melts the ice engulfing my soul. Making me bereft of feelings. Making me neglect the essence of standing here with you, watching the bustling metropolis throbs with life and dreams and thousand promises.

Love me on ordinary days. When my hideous smile tries to hide the lies and the grief that comes after an awkward goodbye. And all my fragile sighs, those sounds I make in the dark. They give away my inhibitions. They crack my protective shell so that I am expose with my stark nudity. In those moments I try to elope with negativity, catch me. Don't hesitate to hold me. I may be as stubborn as hell but I will listen to your voice. For you always silence me like no one could. You always stop me from running scared. You. My safe haven. So call my name and I will hear you over the cacophony.

Love me on ordinary days. Listen to the fragile sounds of my heart shattering. Know that as it breaks into pieces, into thousand shrieking wishes, it bears your name. Pick me up piece after piece. Scope me in your arms and make me whole again. Expunge those howling sounds that make me fragile as a glass. And make me believe in happy endings. Restore my faith again. Make me the child who believes in promises again.

Love me on ordinary days. Under the grey sky, against the storm and the pouring rain. Love me. I could not ask for anything more appropriate. Just love me.

-Love me on ordinary days (Fragile sounds)

Katie, 02:00 AM

Like the snow,

The rain,

And the shooting stars,

You will fall for me

Deeply

Irrevocably

Mark my words

-Destined to fall

(Mark my words)

-Katie, 15:30

Image: Pinterest

I love you to the moon

And back

As you prance

My restless thoughts

Linger in my mind

A beautiful memory

Etched in my heart

Every bit of you

Oh relentless muse

Gracing the lines

Of my humble poetry

Your sweet smile

Voice that melts the ice

That hardened my soul

Everything that you are

The dreams you told me about

All unspoken wishes

Your love

Your flaws and all

Encompass the galaxy

I am beholding with pride

Baby you make

My dead heart

Wake to have

This one more chance

To walk with love again...

-Flaws and all (Walk with love again)

Katie, 01:00

But darling, you may drench the heart with alcohol and it will still feel what you prevent it to feel when you're sober.

The heart may have drunken episodes darling but it will always remember...

It will always remember the things that made it fly in its hazy state of drunkenness.

Maybe, there are things in this universe that you can escape. Love isn't one of them. For it will always rise and persist from every sidewalk crack that you pass by.

So darling stop denying the heart its freedom. Just let it feel what it truly feels.

The heart remembers

(Sidewalk cracks)

Katie, 21:00

I'm glad that there's a home I can always run to when I am tired of all the world's foolishness. It's you love- my quiet space in the midst of chaos, my hiding place in this world of sorrow.

Katie, 13:00

There are times when I refuse to go home. Home, I don't know if I still have one. Wood and concrete, dead souls and winter nights, these are warmer now... way warmer than the place I used to call home. So tonight, I'll linger in the streets, in the empty and quiet spaces of the city. I'll trick myself to believe I have someone waiting for me. I'll sip my cold coffee, tell the wind to stop humming songs. For they only make me long, long for a place I no longer belong...

-empty and quiet spaces,

Katie, 21:30

From the ashes

She moves

She rises

A goddess waking

Wait for it

Katie, 11: 00

Wave crashes

Against the halcyon shore

Sweeping the silvery beach

A lover coming home

Only to leave again

It never stays

Like the moon that fades

To give way to the day

I watch your face beam

As the sun kisses it

Feel my heart aches

For I can only stare at it

Such a tragedy that I

I fell in love with the moon

That no matter how I yearn

I won't hold it like my own

For just like the sun,

I can only hope to rise soon

Maybe sooner than I used to

So I can catch your light at dawn

But I would run extra miles

You and I won't still collide

So I whisper to the stars

Baby I'm halfway home

-halfway home (I fell in love with the 🌙 )

Katie, 23:00

I bought a one way ticket

to the other side

of the moon

Watch the ocean rise

as I fall

asleep in the arms

of darkness,

a friend returning

from a short voyage

He cradles my head,

traces the cracked skull

with his fingers

until I sigh

with the thunder roaring

over my weeping sky!

-one way ticket,

katie, 22:00

If you look back far enough, you can see…

tears stained on stars

hearts contained in penny jars

words queued on my tongue

trying to roll themselves out

Also there are blisters on the moon

a laceration on its side

scribbles of who we are

decorating the path where I stride

Helpless yet still devoted

to the corpse that you are

Mindless of the pouring

of the gust whispering

"He is gone."

It's time to move forward

but my eyes keep looking backward

to where we have talked

our last few sentences

such a painful farewell

I am trying to get by

If you looked back far enough,

you would have seen

me crawled

picked my pieces scattered

all over the floor

But you stared far ahead

Cold, uncaring heart

turning into a memory,

a scar taking niche

into the skin

that I wear

-katie, 04:00

Five more minutes,

I will watch the moon

for five more minutes

Pretend my pain

is washed away

by its gloomy light

reaching my teary eyes

I will watch it with ardor

as the ocean roars

drowning the sound

of my heart shattering

into million screaming pieces

that remind me of

the kisses I showered the wind,

thinking you're here

running your fingers

through my hair

Five more minutes

won't hurt me

so I will linger that long

Stare at the night sky

Count the stars

that twinkle and

lament those that

already consumed

themselves to dust

Savor the cool breeze

against my skin

Listen to the secrets

the ghosts whisper

in my ears: your name

bringing me back

all the memories

I refuse to bury

Five more minutes, my love

I will watch the moon

wishing you're somewhere

looking at it too

-katie, 23:53

And no matter how many times I tried to figure her out No matter how many sleepless nights I gave  No matter how many odd and winding conversations we had I could not know her For she was the unknowable                                                                                                                                                                                                        And no matter how many times I tried to figure it out Why exactly I was drawn to her No matter how many times I tried to stop No matter how many times I tried to leave I could not know why For love was the unknowable

All The Things I Never Told You

*@writerscreed*

Ask the Moon

On the days that I have gone silent and it seems so has our love When I seem to be drifting away from you slowly Caving in on myself slowly On the days When my eyes cannot seem to focus on what is right in front of me And you begin to look foreign and I, like a stranger

On the days that I have gone silent and it seems so has our love I invite you to ask the moon for all it knows of me Retell all the nights we spent together just her and me, often in the company of shiny things; Like city lights and phones and stars and tears Ask the sun to tell you my story and then tell ours She did not see me often, But still smiled every time we passed Tell her I know she was trying. Let her tell you that she knew I was too Ask the air, to spill all the secrets I have breathed to it. You will hear your name more than once Go ahead. I give you permission. Let them tell you more of me than I ever could.

Let them tell you of how they saw childhood melt off of me leaving sticky honey footprints on the pavement and watched as me and my shadowed merged.

On the days I have gone silent and it seems so has our love

Stay Have a conversation with the moon Let her tell you of how even though she sees less of me now, she is glad of it Let the sun whisper it’s thanks to you for getting me out more, share your love of playing with my hair and kissing my eyelids Have a conversation with the air that shudders in our presence Let them tell you of how different the whispers taste now, of how different I taste now Make friends with my friends Let them remind you of everything you mean to me Even when I can’t

On the days I have gone silent and it seems so has our love Let the moon keep you company and assure you both her and I will be back tomorrow On the days I have gone silent and it seems so has our love Ask the moon She knows Better than I do Exactly how much I love you