Created: 23/10/02 Every time I light this fire, our love ignites, In the dancing flames, it finds new life, The warmth of your presence, forever in sight, In the crackling hearth, there's no room for strife. The memories we've made, they shimmer and glow, Like stars in the night, they brightly adorn, In the heart of this fire, our feelings still flow, With every flicker and spark, our love is reborn. The smoke in the air, a sweet, fragrant embrace, Recalls all the moments we cherished so dear, This fire's a symbol of our passionate grace, A love that endures, without doubt or fear. So as long as this fire continues to burn, Our love will persist, forever to yearn, In the warmth of the flames, our hearts will discern, That the love we share will forever return.
Memories
Art vs Expectations
In a world where dreams were cast aside, My artistic fire began to hide. The people around me, their doubts grew strong, "Study harder, child, don't you want to belong?" Ambitions suppressed, I followed their lead, Achieving straight A's, fulfilling their creed. But empty was my heart, devoid of delight, For I craved the canvas, the colors so bright. High school arrived, my facade crumbled fast, Grades slipped away, like grains in an hourglass. Yet within the chaos, a spark reappeared, 1 picked up my pencil, my passion revered. Years lost, creativity held in chains, But I embraced art, despite the pains. And amidst the struggle, a glimmer of hope, For my mother's support, like a lifeline, she'd rope. Yet weary I grew, tired of pretense, Of family's false pride, their shallow defense. Demanding my work, their voices would persist, But their words felt hollow, a mocking twist. So now I break free, from their expectations, Seeking my path, defying frustrations. For art is my essence, my soul's sweet release, Not measured by praise or societal peace. I'll paint with resilience, my spirit aflame, With strokes of passion, I'II etch my own name. No longer bound by their doubtful embrace, I'll forge my own destiny, in colors I trace. For true fulfillment lies in following my heart, In art's vast canvas, I'll find my true art. No more seeking validation or lies to appease, I’ll paint my own masterpiece, my soul's masterpiece.
Fleeting Echoes: A Melancholic Elegy
Inspiration from Vera Lynn’s “We’ll Meet Again”
We'll meet again, in memories' embrace,
Where cherished moments dwell, in time and space,
Though parted by fate, ans life's cruel demands,
In remembereance, we'll linger, holding hands.
Through tear-stained recollections, we'll find solace,
For in grief's embrace, we seek a fragile solstice,
But let not false hope sway, for truth must prevail,
As we navigate the depths of heartfelt travail.
We'll meet again, in whishpers of the wind,
As fleeting echoes of love, forever chagrined,
In each passing season, a reminder, bittersweet,
That time moves on, and hearts quietly retreat.
No promises of reunion, nor grand illusions,
But tender reflections, bound by life's conclusions,
For though we yearn for presence, that cannot be,
In our hearts, dear souls, forever you'll be.
So let us mourn with grace,, embrace the sorrow,
For in loss, we find strength to face the morrow,
In this elegy we scribe, withh words so true,
May our love endure, eternal and through.
The Absent of Loss: Family Will be Missed
In the realm where sorrow dwells, Amidtst the ache that memory tells, There lies a tale of love's refrain, "The absent of Loss," a heartfelt strain Family dear souls, forever entwined Their presence, a balm to hearts inclined, Yet fate, with its merciless twist, Deems thier departure, an agonizing tryst. The void now looms, a vast expanse, Echoing laughter and sweet romance, Their voices silenced, no longer heard, Leaving behind a melancholic chord. Oh, family cherished, deeply adored, Your absence leaves our spirits flored, In every corner, your essence we trace, But longing intensifies in your in your empty space. Memories , like wispers, softly arise, Weaving taales of love thst never dies, Each smile, each touch, forever embraced, In our souls, your presence froever encased. Though stories shared and pictureheld, In hearts united, bonds unparalleled, Family's legacy, an eternal flame, Igniting hope, despie the pain. For love transcends the bounds of time, Guiding us forward, amdist life's climb, In each passing day, we honor and find, The beauty of fmaily, ever intetwined. so, in he absence of their earthly form, Their spirits linger, through life's storm, And as we reminisce with misty eyes, Family enures, never truly dies. "The absent of Loss," a poignant plea, To cherish kin with love's decree, For though they're missed, forevermore, family's eessence, in our souls, will soar
What Once Was
Poem request by London: She gave the first line.
What happened to the good times?
The sun once shone so bright,
Its golden rays a gentle rhyme
That chased away the night.
The flowers bloomed in brilliant hues,
Their petals soft and kind,
And every breeze that gently blew
Brought fragrant peace of mind.
The world was full of wondrous things,
Like birds that sang with glee,
And laughter, like a pair of wings,
Set our hearts and sprites free.
But now it seems the world has
changed,
The sun obscured by clouds,
The flowers wilted and deranged,
Their beauty lost in shrouds.
The birds no longer sing their songs,
Their melodies now hushed,
And laughter, once a source of
throngs,
Has turned to tears, so crushed.
Yet even in this darkest hour,
A glimmer still remains,
A memory of what once was dour,
And hope that it sustains.
For though the world may seem to
fade,
Its beauty still endures,
and light of love, we'll wade
Through times that feel unsure.
Complex Web
The lyrics I portrayed in a song are from Introverted by Zotiyac. The lyrics are at the bottom.
I hope for the best, but don’t believe it
Trust is hard, and I’m not easily deceived
I keep my distance from others, no regrets
For I know the pain that comes from making bets
She trusted me once, but now I don’t know
The reasons why we drifted, why we let it go
Memories of our love, still fresh in my head
But the motives that changed, are still left unsaid
Long nights, arguments, and making up
Moments of passion, but never enough
I held her close, when she cried her tears
My shoulder wet, with the weight of her fears
She loved me, but I can’t believe
For my heart, remains hard to retrieve
Affectless, in the face of her affection
A shield I wear, to protect my reflection
Relationships, they come and go
Trust, love, regret, and woe
A complex web, that we all must weave
To find the balance, that we can all believe.
[Lyrics] "I don't believe it, but I hope the best I don't fuck with people, so I leave 'em without no regrеt She ain't have to trust me and shе did, but I don't know the rest Start off unconditional become a different motive next Long nights embedded in my head that I ain't gon' forget Argue 'til we fuck, you cancel work and now we overslept Member I would hold you when you cry, it got my shoulder wet She just wanna love me, don't believe her so it’s no affect"
Surface Tension
Introverted, deep inside,
My struggles I cannot hide.
It ain’t personal, please don’t take,
I’m just reserved, my space I make.
I hope for the best, but don’t believe,
My trust issues, hard to relieve.
I don’t mess with people, no regret,
Long nights embedded, I won’t forget.
I fear a lonely death, it’s true,
No one left, just blackness, no clue.
Can’t smoke my life, just roll away,
Compassion lost, in disarray.
It ain’t you, don’t take the blame,
My issues mine, I’m not the same.
Pointed fingers, it’s not fair,
Counted on you, but you’re not there.
Surrounding aura, a daunting view,
Obstacles, seem insurmountable, true.
Trying to move forward, leave the past,
Covering scars with money, it won’t last.
Introverted, I am on the surface,
Trying to cope, with my purpose.
Deep down, I know I must strive,
To keep moving forward, and stay alive.
Family
Created: May 27, 2022
Last modified: Jun. 26, 2022, 18:12
Living without them is depressing. That I had no idea what my life was like without them. There are people who have always been there for me when I am crazy when i am down, and especially when I am at my worst. They accept me for who I am. They are the only ones who can tell you the facts. Even though their words deeply hurt me But that's why we have best friends. We have a friendship like that. We fought occasionally, but what matters most is that we always forgive each other. Give one another a chance. A chance for us to learn from our mistakes and to appreciate the true value of friendship. I consider myself extremely fortunate to have you. Not only that but as my best friends but being as my FAMILY
Das Gewicht des Verlustes
As I struggle to make sense of it all,
The weight of grief and loss takes its toll,
And though I try to find a way to cope,
It seems that every ray of hope elopes.
The darkness deepens, as I contemplate,
The fragility of life and its uncertain fate,
And the emptiness that each loss leaves behind,
Is a reminder of the fragility of the human mind.
It’s as if I’m trapped in a never-ending storm,
Each wave crashing against me, leaving me forlorn,
And though I try to stay afloat,
The weight of sadness drags me down the moat.
So I sit and stare into the abyss,
As I ponder on the things that I miss,
And wonder if there’s any way to escape,
This pain that seems to always take shape.
But as the days go by, and the grief lingers on,
I realize that perhaps there’s no way to be reborn,
For loss is a part of life that we all must face,
And it’s a reminder that nothing in this world is in place.
So I’ll carry on, with each passing day,
And though the sadness may never fully go away,
I’ll hold onto the memories that we shared,
And find solace in the love that was there.
A Whimsical World
Created: April 1, 2023, 16:30 pm
In a whimsical world, beyond what we know,
Where the sun and the moon both put on a show,
There lived a dreamer, who wandered so free,
Through forests of fantasy, and mountains of majesty.
Her memories were etched in the trees and the stones,
And her heart beat strong with the rhythm of the unknown,
For she’d tasted the sweetness of food and of love,
And known the pain of heartbreak, both below and above.
Her spirit was lifted by hope’s gentle hand,
As she roamed through the meadows, across the land,
And though she knew sadness, and loss, and despair,
She kept climbing higher, with courage to spare.
In this world of what ifs, she found her way,
And learned to cherish each moment, come what may,
For even when life seemed a mystery,
She held on to the goodness of all she could see.
Through friendships that bloomed like the flowers in spring,
She found a sense of belonging, and a song to sing,
And when she looked back on the journey she’d trod,
She knew that she’d lived, and had loved with all her heart.
And so, in this world of fantasy and dreams,
She found the key to unlocking life’s themes,
Of joy, of reflection, of the bittersweet,
Of memories, of realization, of all that’s unique.
For in this world beyond what we know,
The beauty of life can truly glow,
And we can find meaning in the most unlikely places,
And create a world filled with hope and with graces.