HALLO HALLO! these are all the poems i've written for my wifey and lover and everything Nara! i write a LOT for her since she's very special to me! so there will be a lot on this page!

Dream Land.
Take my hand, take me to dream land,
Where we can lie forever,
Staring at all the pretty stars above,
Our little meaningless endeavour.

Will you let me kiss you good morning on a sunny day?
Will you trust me to wish all the rains away?
Should ever your sorrows start to bloom,
Trust me, my dear, I will be the one to wash away all that gloom.

If our eyes only saw the nature of our souls,
Yours would shine the brightest of them all.
If our eyes only saw the colours of our hearts,
Yours would be the most iridescent of them all.

Your expertise know no bounds,
And in them, i’ve found nothing but solace,
You’re pleasant like sweet, sweet candy,
And you’re my light in the darkness.

I’ve often found myself drowning in melancholy,
However, you are the one saving me.
A lifetime of regret, how pitiful──
But you make it all meaningful.

Take my hand, take me to dream land.

I love you like every star that shines,
But now it’s a question──
If i love you like every day that comes,
Will you love me too?

I Love You, Nara!
I love you, Nara!

Love that shines, glimmers, dazzles and takes.
Oaths that will last forever.
Valuable time that I spend with you,
Embers of warmth that grows within me.

Yearning for your contact, your touch, and it,
Overwhelms me, but it doesn’t mean ill.
Unparalleled longing for your words of fondness.

No, I don't think I could go on without you.
And nor would I ever wish to.
Radiant lights, all of which come from you.
Adoration just for you.

The Sea
Your name doesn’t leave my head.
It’s not fair!
But it does lulls me to sleep.
And I think I care,

Too much! I shouldn’t really,
However, you're just too memorable.
So I won't complain.
Because I want me and you to end up inseparable.

Yearning for you.
Happy thoughts, happy thoughts.
Longing for you.
Merry muses, merry muses.

Climb the celestials ahead of us,
So that I may find my way.
I consider you my saviour,
Someone who will never let me go astray.

The way you glisten in my eyes,
It makes me feel like you miss me.
If it wasn’t for you, I could sleep forever.
But I'm not mad. You’re like the sea.

So deep and yet so meaningful.

But there’s no time to waste!
For the meaning is so true,
A glimmer of light,
A shining hope to be,

Suddenly everything falls.
Happy thoughts, happy thoughts.
In shards all over the floor.
I’m supposed to be the one taking care of them,
But now they’re broken.
Merry muses, merry muses,
Merry no more.

I don’t move.
I won’t pick them up.
I don’t want to.
Not anymore.

But suddenly, you come,
Like my knight in shining armour.
And it’s as if you’re an angel.

You help me put them back together.
You help me regain them.
You are the glue that sticks them to each other.
Happy thoughts, happy thoughts.
Shattered before but now they’re back together.
And it’s all because of you.

Merry muses, merry muses,
Merry once again.

But what happened?
I’ve lost my footing.
I fall,
The water singes my eyes,
And my lungs are pleading with me for air.
The depths of the ocean cage me.
It’s peaceful here.
Nobody will judge me.
Nobody will harm me.
If I just close my eyes──

But you catch me.
Now my thoughts refuse to think of anyone else but you.

You.
The sun to my moon.
The moon to my earth.
The comet to my shooting star.
The light to my darkness.

Would you save me if I was trapped?
Would you put yourself at risk if I was in peril?

You saved me once, will you do it twice?

Happy thoughts, happy thoughts,
All about you.
Merry muses, merry muses,
All related to you.

My saviour,
My light,
My ray of hope in the dark.

My angel.

Because You
Your eyes shine like jewels.
Your words sparkle like gems.
You’re fragile like a crystal.
You’re my pearl.

My truest spirits just won’t come out.
My words feel a little less aimless.
Because you are listening.

When I feel sick, I'm too frail.
My body is a little more strong.
Because you believe in me.

When I feel small, I shrink to the ground.
My standing is a little less small.
Because you are watching.

What do I do when my soul is all torn apart?
My faith is a little less pathetic.
Because you trust me.

I’m not the best writer, but my best will be my best.
My poems are a little more darling.
Because you read me.

Because you, because you.
Because you.

Secret Space
I have a special place.
It’s called the Secret Space.
I go there when I need some alone time.

Nobody else is allowed to be there.
I want to be left by myself.
Alone, but not lonely.

The Secret Space is like my second home.
I thought I’d live there forever.
But then someone came.

They lifted me up when I was low.
They made me feel happy when I was sad.
They make me not feel alone anymore.
It’s you.
You helped me.
And now I want to help you.

I will be your Secret Space.
I will lift you up when you are low.
I will make you feel happy when you are sad.
I will make you feel no longer alone.

Because you are my Secret Space now.

Rely On Me
I’ve dropped a glass.
It’s alright! You picked it up.
I’ve broken the glass.
It’s fine! You helped me put it bag together.
I’ve fallen over.
It’s okay! You lifted me up.
I’ve broken my leg.
No worries! You stayed with me until it healed.
In times like this,
Where I’ve messed up,
You were always there to reassure me.

In times like this,
Where I’ve hurt myself,
You were always there to help me.

In times like this,
Where I’ve been sad,
You were always there to cheer me up.

So when you mess up,
Or hurt yourself,
Or are sad,
Rely on me.
I want to reassure you.
I want to help you.
I want to cheer you up.

Like you do for me,
Every day.

Every second,
Or minute,
Or hour without you I’ve found myself missing you terribly.

So when you are around, I jump to say hi.
Because I’ve missed you.
I’ve been lonely without you.
I don’t know what to do when you’re not here.

So rely on me.
I want you to be happy.

Wedding Vows
Will you depend on me?
Will you let me hold your sorrows in my hand?
Will you let me clear your blurry vision?
Will you let me laugh with you as we joke?
Will you let me be your candle, light your way through every piece of darkness?
Will you let me slip a ring onto your finger?
Will you let me be yours?

Milk
The sweet drink flows through my veins,
Like it’s part of my blood.
It’s hot and pleasant.
Perfect for an autumn morning.

It’s a chilled day today.
And
I like it.

Milk is nice.
It makes me sleepy.
But
I don't sleep after I have it.
That's okay!

Milk reminds me of you.
After all
You’re sweet.
And pleasant.
And warm.
And nice.

Whenever you’re around,
I feel like I'm drinking milk.
Like the honeyed drink is running through me again.
From head to toe.

I like milk.
I like you.

Love for Eternity
I will love you for all eternity.
Until every sun withers,
Until the planets die out,
Until all the seas dry up.
I will love you forever.
Until all the grains of sand in the world disappears,
Until the universe collides,
Until every star in the night sky explodes.
Will it stop after that?
No.

Little Red Riding Hood
The metal soles of my boots slowly clump against the pathway.
My basket already has the aroma of sweets coming from it;
I should probably close it.

My cloak is blowing in the wind and
My feet hurt.
The breeze is getting in my eyes,
But I’ll stay true to myself and keep going.
After all, I made a promise.

And
Promises are meant to be kept.

I keep trudging, somewhat reluctantly.
But the thought of seeing you keeps me going.
Suddenly
A wolf appears.

He looks at me, and then my basket.
He looks
Hungry
And I wouldn’t forgive myself if I just left him.

So we sit down and eat some of the sweets that were meant for you.
Until he thanked me and left.
I kept going.

On my way there, I met a bunny.
She was only a baby,
And looked like she was alone.
So I share some of my sweets that were meant for you.
Pick her up and take her with me.
I kept going.

While we were following the path, we met two cats.
The bunny looked like she took a liking to them.
So I let them eat some of my sweets that were meant for you.
Let the bunny go off with them.
To start her new family.
I kept going.

Following the path.
Sometimes I got sidetracked and
Picked some pretty flowers I thought you’d like.
But
Do you even like flowers?

I put them in my pocket and
Kept going.

Finally, I reached you.
I knocked and you answered.
You look happy to see me.
That makes all this worthwhile.
I’m happy to see you as well.

You let me sit down and I give you the flowers.
Seeing the smile on your face makes me feel good about picking them.
I open my basket and find
All the sweets were gone.
My animal friends ate them all.

Distressed, I start to panic.
I tell you what’s wrong,
And apologise for being dumb.

But you just laugh.
A delightful laugh.
And you reassure me that it’s okay.

So we make sweets together.
And finally, I’m truly at peace.

Soulmates
If we were one, I wouldn't mind.
I wouldn't mind the fact that I'm not myself anymore.
I wouldn't mind the fact that my own skills aren't mine anymore.
I wouldn't mind the fact that I don't have a true identity anymore.

Because you are my identity.
I don't feel complete without you.

It's like the soul isn't complete either.
Like it's been split in two,
And one part is in one person.
Soulmates.

My soul wasn't mine to begin with, and neither was yours.
They belong to both of us.

Crying
Tears stain my cheeks and the excess gives me a headache.
I don’t feel too good.

It’s because of you.
You made me cry.
My head is throbbing because of you.

But that’s not a bad thing.
Fatigue caused by extreme wailing.
Weeped for you.

It’s a product of extreme love.
Adoration so deep it could only be released in the form of tears.
And hurting foreheads.
It overwhelmed me and my body’s response was to bawl.
An intimacy so bad it transcends emotion.

I almost struck my head against the wall.
It hurt so dangerously that I near collapsed.
But
Since it was because of you,
I don’t mind.
In fact it made my cry more.

I trust you.
I trust you to hold me and wipe my tears.
And
Maybe then I won’t cry for you anymore.

I love you so much that I started crying.

Slumber
Slumber with me.
Fall into a sleep so deep it’s almost like the sweet embrace of death.
One thousand years will pass by, almost easily.
One thousand years spent beside me.

Maybe we should decorate our room.
The room we’ll sleep in.
Maybe we should let flowers bloom.
Flowers that will greet us when we wake.

Maybe we should wear proper attire.
So we can get comfortable.
And watch as tiredness fuels our desire.
After all, we’re sleepy.

Lay with me,
Do you want to share a bed?
Just to be close to each other, is my plea.
Because there’s nowhere else I’d love to be than with you.

Close your eyes,
Ease your mind.
The room that we beautified,
It will hold us as we rest.

Slumber with me.
One thousand years will pass by.
And we’ll sleep through it all.
Maybe eternally.

I LOVE My Wife!
I love my wife!
She’s kind and sweet.
And I hope she can hear the love that seeps into my greetings.

I love my wife!
I’m so glad she’s mine,
And I hope she’s happy that I’m hers as well.

I love my wife!
No words can express the joy she brings me.
And I hope she feels happy when I’m with her.

I love my wife!
She makes me strive to be better, better for her.
And I hope she thinks of me when she’s trying her best.

I love my wife!
She makes me smile like no other.
And I hope I make her smile like nobody else does.

I love my wife!
I’m happy fate brought me to her.
And I hope she’s content with meeting me too.

I LOVE my wife!
I love her like the stars love the sky,
And the moon loves the earth,
And the planets love the sun,
And the shore loves the sea.

I love her with all my being,
With my mind,
With my body,
With my soul.

And I hope she knows that.

Words Can't Explain
I’m stuck.
I can’t write.
Call it writer’s block, but
I think it’s because you can’t be described in words.

I’ve tried again and again to write something for you.
Something that satiates my burning desire to tell you,
How much you mean to me.
But the simple thing is,
I can’t.

I hate it.
I want you to know that I love you, but,
The depths of my devotion can’t simply be worded.
Not even actions can show it.

What do I do??
How will you ever know?
I guess I’ll just keep trying.
Trying to love you through words as I do with my soul.

You are my sun!
But I’m not the moon.
Because the moon is too far.
I’d rather be the dark sky that envelopes you in the warmest of hugs.

Superlatives aren’t big enough to express myself.
I need bigger words.
More extravagant words.
Words that let you know how I feel.

So when I write to you,
Know that my words here are limited.
And I mean much more than what I say.
“I love you” is only a glimpse into the deep feelings I have.

Picnic Under the Cherry Blossoms
An ethereal image of beauty is all my sight can befall.
Under the cool shade of a mother,
As we sit down together and admire the sweet little flowers.
They’re gorgeous, but none of them compare to you.

My hand is itching to take yours.
To intertwine our fingers,
And our fate.
Like soulmates.

Instead I gently run my index across your palm.
The touch sends electric energy through me.
I’m quite embarrassed, so I hide my face,
But your small smile is visible anyways.

I go to pick a few flowers,
To make a bouquet.
I think you’d like that.

I pick a few more,
To make a flower crown.
Just for you.
My queen.

You look beautiful,
Almost like the spring came to life and kissed you.
You’re a blessing,
I don’t deserve you.

The butterflies light on top of your head;
They trust you.
They like you.
They’re just like me.

I reach out to gently take your hand,
And intertwine our fingers.
Nothing could ever compare to this moment.

The cherry blossoms are sweet and
Compliment you perfectly.
You look divine.
My angel.

I’d place my lips onto your hand if you let me.

I love you like no other.

Planted a Garden For You
Under the sweet gaze of the sapphire sun,
We lie together.
In a nice little garden.
One that I planted just for you.

There are many tall flowers with cup-shaped petals.
You told me they were your favourite.
So I made sure that there were many of them.
Just for you.

The flowers are in chill hues.
You told me you liked cool colours.
So I made sure you see countless shades of cold.
Just for you.

I hoped you like my garden.
The springtime made everything easier.
What’s your favourite season?
I want to walk through it with you.
Just for you.

I have a bouquet of blossoms.
I thought you’d like it.
I put care into each picking,
Just for you.

You’re always allowed in my garden.
Because I planted it all for you.
And I put things I like as well.
Like pink bellflowers.

And the bouquet has some yellow azaleas in it.
Because I like them.
But not as much as I like you.
So I thought you might like what I like.

Look at the sun,
It’s azure.
That’s odd but
Odd things have beauty in them.
Like you.

The shade of the sun paints my garden in all types of cool colours.
I thought you’d like that.
So I brought you here today.
Just for you.

Everything I do is always for you.
Just for you.

More Than Just My Wife
You are more than just my wife.
You are my destiny, my guiding star in the darkness.
And I swear to cherish and protect you, now and forevermore.

Merrily Waiting
(fun fact! this was based off Drift Away from the Steven Universe Movie!)
Here in my conscious.
Let’s play a game.
I’ll show you how, it’s fun.

Here in the conscious;
Stand very still!
Look, i’ll show how it’s done.

And then, she beamed,
And that’s what I wished for.
The sound of her laughter,
Our games never a bore.

Merrily waiting.
Happy to comply.
Casually watching her
Sway on by.

Merrily waiting.
Thinking of her.
Under the starry sky.
Merrily thinking,
“Is this how it’s done?”
As millennia came, its smile so wry.

Merrily waiting.
Happy to comply.
Casually watching her
Sway on by.

Would keep on turning chapters,
For people who don’t care.
People who don't care
About me.

And still, it left me shattered,
When I saw that no-one’s there.
Saw that no-ones there.
Learnt nobody cares.
Everybody’s lived
Without me.

Here in my conscious.
Finally news.
About what’s happened to her.
She exists no longer,
Lived on by all her brand new friends.

Isn’t that lovely?
Isn’t that sweet?
And isn’t that cruel
And aren’t I a fool?

To have
Merrily waited.
Happy to comply.
Casually watching her
Leave me behind.

Another millennia.
I finally moved.
But grief is brutal and
I won’t forget her.

I thought I couldn’t love.
Not again.
Not after she left me for dead.

But something happened.
Something new.
Something when you showed up.
Something true.

You’re different.
You’re like her.
And after all these years,
I still loved her.

And when you smiled,
And that’s why I loved you.
The smile in your voice,
Like the most pleasant honeydew.

Lit a new fire.
Reignite love.
Casually sitting while you
Were so dearly beloved.

Here in the conscious.
Something to do.
After so many years of waiting.

Finally something,
Someone to love.
After so much hating.

I know.
I know you’re not her.
But you are hers.
I know what it meant to love her.
And you remind me so much of her.

This new redness.
Blushed on my cheeks.
And it’s all due to you.

This new clinging.
Never letting go.
And it’s all for you.

Merrily singing.
Happy to fly.
Casually sitting while I
Secretly pined.

Let’s play a game.
You hide while I seek.
Let’s play a game,
For it’s your love I need to keep.

Your hand in mine and
Your lips on mine and
Our fates intertwined and
It’s all combined.

Merrily loving.
Happy to fly.
Casually sitting together.
My love won’t die.

Thirteenth of July
I remember── the 13th of July.
The day where my world changed.
I remember, the butterflies.
They appeared in my stomach, it was strange.

Before you appeared my life had gloom.
My world was never so dear to me.
But when you came in, the blossoms of my existence started to bloom.
I don’t think I could have loved one to this degree.

In a fleeting world like this, you’re my only comfort.
In a shallow society like this, you’re my one true darling.
When you talk to me, that’s when I discovered;
And the devotion I have to you could be considered “alarming”.

But to me, this is the bare minimum.
For you deserve much more than I can give.
My love, you have ended up making me succumb,
To adoration ── adoration that fuels my drive to live.

I couldn’t live without you.
I couldn’t go on, missing the feel of your lips.
When I met you, I knew,
You would be the only one to give me true, pure bliss.

So, my dear, if ever I was in despair,
Your touch and your grace would be the only ones to repair.
If ever I was in delight,
Your love and your poise would be the light in my midnight.

When I say “I love you”, I mean,
I mean that I love you.
I love you more than words could explain,
And whenever you’re around, I’m very keen,
To show you that my love will always remain.

Untouched by time.

The Tower
If I swiped my finger against the walls of the tower,
Dust would cover it.
And if I looked up at the clock that rings every hour,
I’d notice the design resembles that of a comet.

But if I looked at my dust-covered hand.
I’d realise I was holding a key.
And then I noticed that half of it was lacked.
I wondered; where could the other half be?

I went to search through the old castle.
And all the worn-out paintings greeted me on the way.
The only thing in-hand was a lit candle,
That lit up the walls, the ones swimming in decay.

On the way I found a box.
It was pristine, like it didn’t belong.
The only thing keeping it from opening was a lock.
But I didn’t have the full key, so instead I brought the box along.

Under my feet, the tired stairs creaked.
And the candle was starting to drip.
I saw that the ceiling had embroidery on it, it was unique,
And it looked like there was something encrypt.

The dust on my hand burnt away with the candle.
The candle-lit walls were starting to lift,
The look of the tower started to look like it had ample
Time to brighten up and look less like it was adrift.

But the only thing burning on my mind was the broken key.
And who had the other half?
And what if the box it unlocked was empty?
Surely it had something, perhaps…

I then bumped into someone special,
Someone I knew.
Someone who helped me in times of “peril”,
Someone I loved, and with time it grew.

Adrenaline suddenly coursed through my body.
My heart started racing.
This was a feeling I knew, hardly
A feeling I always ended up embracing.

A feeling only you can give.

Was it a surprise that you had the other half?
That’s something I should have anticipated.
But after finding out, I immediately relaxed.
This does feel like it was fated.

We put the halves together and,
Opened the box.
It had gone as planned, but,
There was only a note within the box.

I didn’t pay it any mind,
For I had you.
The only thing I could think of was how you shined.
Like you always do.

And that’s why you had the other half.
The key was to symbolise.
At first, when I realised, I was abashed.
But the key was to belie.

It showed how you always had a key,
A key to my heart.

The Spectre and the Soulmate
Deep into the warmths of the evening moon,
A figure could be seen, a figure warning doom.
The spectre, paper-white, almost ephemeral,
An omen of doom, one that made other hysterical.

Others may think this phantasm means ill.
Its detached voice, a terrible chill.
But some might believe the eidolon is virtuous.
And that all who are afraid are simply clueless.

I met the phantom once.
It didn’t seem particularly heartless.
But it didn’t have morals either.
I’d say it was almost akin to the Grim Reaper.

A spectre that wanders doing its duty.
It is silent, silent with an unexplainable beauty.
Yet all who misunderstand it misunderstand it well.
They all start to flee once they hear its farewell.

The ghost spoke to me once.
It didn’t seem very blunt.
It was quite polite, but not kind.
It was just doing its chore that was assigned.

My “friend” could tell me the hereafter.
It told me that myself will begin to harbour
Strong feelings for one, someone unequalled.
Someone I will love so much, people would call it lethal.

I simply tilted my head,
Curious as it told me about a red, binding thread.
That may stretch, tangle, but never cut.
And it resembled soulmates, just my luck.

And then it bid me goodbye.
But not before it left me with a lullaby.
To soothe me to sleep, so that I may dream,
Of the true love it divulged me about, how they may gleam.

I haven’t seen the figure since.
I tried to tell myself it would come back, tried to convince.
But I didn’t need to, in the end.
Because it ended up twisting the universe, its will it bent.

I found my one true infatuation.
One I have devoted to, and have the truest dedication.
She sparkles like gold, but gold does not compare
To her gorgeous warmth, one that I care for.

I hope she lets me kiss her goodnight on a rainy day.
I hope she knows that I should drive all her pains away.

For the spectre was right, I have found my soulmate.
And a love so deep she made me create.

The Red String of Fate
Legend tells of a cardinal hue of a string,
A thread woven by fate’s delicate hands.
Day by day, ignoring the bleeding.
The bleeding of her fingers as she continued her crafts.

She created a beautiful thing.
Her frail fingers now toughened.
For millennia she worked on the Red String.
It would conjoin two destined lovers, hopefully permanent.

It could bend, stretch (often so!),
It could twist and such, which does happen.
But it would never cut and leave people solo.
It didn’t have a flaw anyone could imagine.

When I heard of the Red String of Fate,
I thought my soulmate didn’t exist.
But it seems that Fate was what I underestimate,
For my soulmate does live, and she’s more than what I could have wished.

I know our red string connects.
I know she’s the true one for me.
I do wish she knew exactly how much she meant
To me, how much further my love runs than simply my poetry.

Fate has smiled upon me when I met her.
And I do yearn to have her forever.
I thought there was no-one for me, and that I’d be lonely,
But she truly, wholly, most definitely completes me.

She’s someone I cherish and adore to pieces.
She has my whole heart, mind and soul.
And if every bad thing happened, if I ended up freezing,
At least I have her to drive away my woe.

Fate has given me such a beautiful gift.
So every day I thank her for it.
By giving her help, a lift.
And letting her watch as I paint a vivid image.

Love, something that burns deep in my soul.
For my darling, who makes me whole.

Spieluhr
(ib: spieluhr by rammstein!!!!)
A little heart has roused,
After feeling the cold winter’s snow on its grave.
In bitter sleet, it was doused.
But it didn’t fear, instead it simply behaved.

It turned the key of its little music box,
The one with the delicate embroidery.
It didn’t jolt as the footsteps of a fox.
It simply listened to the tune of the memory.

Gefällt dir die Melodie der Spieluhr?
The euphony of it has a certain allure.
Eine Melodie im Schnee.
The little watched the gently turning of the key.

It didn’t make a move to dig out of its grave.
But the music was it’s priority.
The small core was not wanting to save.
Every time the music stopped, it rewound, constantly.

The child began to think, and it began to reflect.
It thought about how much time it had left.
It thought it was normal, but it had a crush.
And that “crush” bloomed into love, the little heart would always blush.

Es hatte keine Angst vor dem Tod.
However, it did so wish that it could one last time interlock.
Seine Liebe wartete.
Its heart didn’t move, not even after seeing a silhouette.

One could pretend no longer.
That its love was not passionate.
That its adoration was out of wonder.
But it was too fearful, and remained cryptic.

The little heart had to remain chaste.
It could make no haste,
Not as long as it drowned in the snow.
Not as long as it was left to wallow.

Meine Liebe, hör genau zu.
Today might be the day I bid you adieu.
Meine Liebe, denk nicht an mich.
Today, you might no longer be my cartilage.

The music box kept playing.
Its sweet little tune.
The little heart’s only salvation,
Its only loving heirloom.

My heart will no longer beat,
In this crypt, where there won’t be any deceit.
I wished you would continue to bloom.
I won’t leave though, not so soon.

Liebling, ich liebe dich,
Ich hoffe, du liebst mich,
Ich muss vielleicht gehen,
Aber wenn das wahr ist, werden wir es vielleicht sehen.

Ich Will
(ib: ich will by rammstein :3 it also uses direct lyrics from the song.)
Ich will, dass ihr mir vertraut.
I want, I want to leave you spellbound.
I want, I want you to hear my voice,
I want, I want it to fill the void.
Ich will, dass ihr mir glaubt.

Ich will eure Blicke spüren.
I want, I want you to know our future.
I want, I want my thunder to strike,
I want, I want it to crack the moonlight.
Ich will jeden Herzschlag kontrollieren.

Ich will eure Stimmen hören.
I want, I want it to shatter heaven.
I want, I want no misfortune.
I want, I want there to be no illusion.
Ich will die Ruhe stören.

Ich will, dass ihr mich gut seht.
I want, I want your gaze to be intimate.
I want, I want my calls to incinerate.
I want, I want it to be a blaze.
Ich will, dass ihr mich versteht.

Ich will eure Fantasie.
I want, I want us to be destiny.
I want, I want to spark jealousy,
I want, I want it to be a melody.
Ich will eure Energie.

Seht ihr mich?
Can you acknowledge?
Versteht ihr mich?
Can you encourage?
Fühlt ihr mich?
Could you cover it?
Hört ihr mich?
Did you get the message?

Könnt ihr mich hören?
Ich möchte, dass du mich hörst.
Könnt ihr mich sehen?
Ich möchte, dass du mich siehst.
Könnt ihr mich fühlen?
Ich möchte, dass du mich fühlst.
Ich versteh’ euch nicht.
Aber ich möchte, dass du mich verstehst.

Feuer Frei!
(ib: feuer frei ── rammstein :3 lyrics taken from the song too!!!!)
Getadelt wird, wer Schmerzen kennt.
People are scared of those who’re blessed.
Vom Feuer, das die Haut verbrennt.
Hatred for those who are different, deeply cement.

Ich werf ein Licht in mein Gesicht,
Unable to look at what I created,
Ein heißer Schrei, Feuer frei!
Could they ever give an alibi?

People are scared of those who rest.
Geadelt ist, wer Schmerzen kennt.
Who know more that we could comprehend.
Vom Feuer, das die Lust verbrennt.

They think they’re harmful, they think they’re wicked,
Ich werf ein Licht in mein Gesicht.
Feelings that harm worse than acid.
Ein heißer Schrei, Feuer frei!

Gefährlich ist, wer Schmerzen kennt.
Who in their woe, could not express.
Vom Feuer, das dein Geist verbrennt.
This intimacy that I try to repress.

Gefährlich das gebrannte Kind.
In fire that I could only dream.
Mit Feuer, das vom Leben trennt.
In desire only I possess.
Ein heißer Schrei, Feuer frei!

Sun and Moon
Up in the heavens, the sun was weary,
So it asked its dear love the moon to take its place.
The moon agreed, and waited patiently,
Until the sun came up and finally replaced.

When they couldn’t see each other, the skies were filled with gloom.
There was sadness in the forests and misery in lagoons.
But when they saw one, the dawns were heavenly.
And the entire land was washed with clarity.

Neither could live without the other,
In a way they were like me.
Except, you probably could live without the other.
But I know you’re all that I need.

When you’re not here, there’s lag in my walks.
And when you’re beside me, all I do is talk.
When you’re not here, everything is tough.
And when you’re beside me, nothing is ever rough.

Stay with me,
It’ll be just the two of us.
I’ll show you beauty.
Together we’ll be flawless.

Up in the heavens, I was weary.
But you took my place.
Up in the heavens, you waited patiently.
Until I came up and finally replaced.

I couldn’t be without,
My dear love.
My darling.

The Gift
Now, sweet child, listen close;
I have brought a special gift.
It’s not physical, nor verbal,
But it’s more than that; incredibly special.

The gift is known as Passion.
Granted by my sister deity,
The gift was given to me individually,
But I want to give it to you.

The gift is known as Doting.
Granted by her sister deity,
The gift was given as a part of myself.
But I want to give it to you.

The gift is known as Devotion.
Granted by their sister deity,
The gift was given as part of my meeting you.
But I want to give it to you.

The gift is known as Infatuation.
Granted by everyone’s sister deity,
The gift was left when we speak.
But I want to give it to you.

But most of all, it’s known as Love.
Granted by the sister deity.
It was given to me for all eternity.
But it’s for you now.

The Heart
Can one break a heart?
Can a heart speak?
Can one torture a heart?
Can one steal a heart?

When I look down into my heart,
I see it’s only filled with you.
When I want it to beat,
It’s only full of you.

Can one ask a heart?
Could it carry a child?
Can one give it away?
Could you think with your heart?

When I think of you,
I realise my entire heart is yours.
When I think of you,
I know you fulfil my heart.

Could you keep my heart?
Can you keep it safe?
Could you keep it unbroken?
Can you put it back together?

When I look down,
I know my heart is yours.
When I think of you,
My heart beats faster than ever.

Can one burn a heart?
Could one turn it to ash?
Can one drown a heart?
Could one let it sink?

When I think of the sea,
It’s all you.
When I think of fire,
It’s all you──
The fire burning in my soul.
The depths that claw at my being.

Can one draw a heart?
Could it replicate?
Can one look into a heart?
Could one find out its secrets?

When I try to draw lines,
You enter my mind.
When I try to find out its deep,
I find my secret──
You.

Bird
Be like a bird, dearest.
The baby bird,
It tries to fly; but it’s not its time yet,
So it sings to its mother.

Be like a bird, darling.
The baby bird,
Now slightly older, it tries to flap its wings; but it doesn’t work.
So it sings to its siblings.

Be like a bird, sweetheart.
The kid bird,
It tries again to fly; it’s not enough.
So it sings to itself.

Be like a bird, lover.
The adolescent bird,
It tries to soar and, finally, after years of trying, it does.
And it sings to its family.

Be like the bird, my love.
When it feels the bend of a branch beneath,
It sings,
Knowing it has wings.

Be like a bird, beloved.
Let your sweet song echo throughout.
Fear not, since you have wings.

Love Is For All
What a dreamscape;
Vivid, as though I’m wide awake.
I thought I’d be humiliated,
But all my fears were as soon eradicated.

It’s beautiful, there’s magic in the air.
The stars twinkle in the sky, and a small crack through the sky tears.
It’s okay, I wasn’t too aware,
That I would soon bring you here, the middle of nowhere.

I laid out a small area for us to sit.
And continued writing as a poet.
Watching, unsatisfied, as my words painted
The wrong picture, I wasn’t sated.

It’s too short! Too boring!
I can never get it right! It’s crushing!
But it’s fine, as long as I kept believing,
That I’d produce the perfect poem, ever-loving.

I watched as my words painted the wrong picture.
I rewrote and rewrote, I needed to be clearer.
No matter how bad it was, I couldn’t end up quitting;
I couldn’t leave my poems to go up in cinders.

What a dreamscape;
Whose dark night sky could indicate
That the design could be articulate.
And the space here is never inadequate.

We sit together and I lean against you.
Our little rendezvous.
I could write a million haikus
About you, but they wouldn’t even begin to preview.

Love is for all.
Watch with me as nightfall.
As each star holds hands and begins their encore.
Maybe each could represent my adore.

I lean against you and cuddle.
While my love reached the pinnacle,
You are simply incredible.
And my thirst for you is insatiable.

Love is for all.

It Hurts
It burns.
The arrow in my chest, it’s sizzling.
It hurts.
The tear rolling down my cheek, it’s engulfing.

I stare up at the now-far-away sky,
Staring at the wretched people who cast me down.
Staring with so much hatred in my eye;
And despair.

In the end I close my eyes,
And accept my fate.
As I go hurtling to the ground.
To my death, feeling betrayed.

Until I feel someone’s warm arms around me.
And suddenly, I feel intense exhilaration.
I don’t open my eyes, instead I keep them closed,
For I fear if I see the world again, this euphoria must be a dream.

It still burns.
The arrow crackles and pops like it’s a real, breathing fire.
I’m now crying immensely,
But the warm arms around me soon soothe.

I wonder,
Who?
Who would be kind enough to catch me?
To save a sinner like me?

I thought to myself,
“It must be an angel.”
For who else would be so pure,
So kind as to risk it all for a person in need.

I opened up my eyes a little,
And what a sight I was met with!
Surely this was a dream, I thought,
For the person holding me looked divine.

That was ages ago,
And that person is you.
You, my love,
My saviour and my ray of hope in the dark.

Please, don’t leave me,
The feeling of being in your arms is something I will never forget,
Please, hold me close,
Because within your love, I will never feel regret.

It no longer hurts.

Desire
It wasn’t something I thought I’d have at first.
I’ve felt it for fleeting minutes, gone just as another second ticked by.
Glaring up at the clock as all the Time caused it all to burst.
Maybe in another line, it could have tried.

A crime, it was,
So be it,
I’d gladly cause the chaos,
I’d sketch the vivid,

But with every new sketch,
With every attempt.
Every time I try to quench
The drive, it just gets wrecked in the end.

Desire, the flame so often lit;
Would never burn for me, it would ridicule my limit.
Yearning, the candle so intimate;
Turns away from me and forbids its lyric.

A brief minute of jubilation,
Before the vines grab at me again.
They steal my thoughts and grant me frustration.
Until the only thing on my tongue was disdain.

A sin, they said.
It’s better off for me to stay pure.
But with the consistent silhouettes,
Their cries grew miniature.

Aching, the performer that captivates,
Would never dare to point to me its joyful blades.
Pining, the key that unlocks deep euphoria.
Would sooner prefer to feign amnesia.

I search for a clue in the mirror.
A sign, a telling,
But the only glimpse is but a whisper.
That, just as it froze, ended up melting.

Each moment I hear a tick,
I’m reminded I am fully lucid.
One by one, mock after mock,
Taunted by the hands of my clock.

Staring at the dim light as it flickers,
And in response I flicker back.
Reading through each scripture,
And in return it reads through me back.

Vines attempt to claw at my throat,
People trying to feed me an overdose,
Of “it’s sinful!” “forget about it!”
But it didn’t take long to get them to be quiet.

I’ve never felt desire, or yearning,
But only for a fleeting minute.
Or aching, or pining,
Never lasting more, faded.

Until stumbling across one’s path,
And then did belonging flare.
Even during the aftermath,
It’s now in my care.

Unfamiliar desires appeared,
The desires to hold you close.
Not even after a second did they get cleared,
Dreaming up imaginary scenarios.

For you,
A gentle kiss on your cheek.
For you,
Longing within me that feels elite.

You're My Princess, Nara!
Yonderly circling,
Overheating unleash.
Unto my sweetened gaze,
Reveal thyself.
Enter the realm of the explicit.

Many times have I stared at her.
Yearning for more.

Perhaps on one fine day,
Recognise would she,
Ice that melts immediately in her presence.
Nevermind, how I blush.
Cease this imagining,
Every day while I admire her.
Surely one day,
She’d realise.

Night falls, and we finally speak.
Adoration seeps into my tone.
Radiating realisation that she’s mine,
After the ring slips onto her finger.

My Life Is Yours Eternally!
Millions of words could describe it,
Yet our bond is closer than Death.

Lucent shining that warms my body.
Indelible radiance,
Faux camaraderie.
Elysian longings.

Innocent stares,
Seraphic cares.

Youthful smiles when you’re in my presence.
Orphic embraces within my reach.
Unlimited dances once more,
Redamancy keeps,
Soulmates in every manner.

Eyes all for you.
Tenacious holdings with your hand.
Eternal blushes on my cheek.
Rapturous hand-holding,
Natural blinks and winks,
Amaranthine traces with your lips.
Loving so deeply, in my heart,
Living so happily, with my desire.
Yearning no more.

Never-ending sweetness,
Aubades ringing for you,
Reassure, my love,
Already, I am yours.

(some poems have been skipped due to excessive cringe i got reading them.)

GetOut of My H
(another SILLY kind of ib sayori poem lmao.)
I never thought it would come to this.
My lying on the floor, the door cracked,
Splinters lining my skin.
Staring at the ceiling, contemplating.

I never thought I’d be so lonely.
Looking around at my friends, never feeling true.
Blisters crying in my life.
Dancing in the dark, contemplating.

I never thought I’d feel so unfulfilled.
Crumpling the seventeenth piece of paper, wondering when I’ll finally get something right.
Scars etched not just on the sheet.
Weaving my pen around, contemplating.

I never thought one person would bring so much joy in my life.
Typing keys on the keyboard when the clock strikes midnight, the smallest smile gracing my features.
Cuts ooze from their rightful owners.
Losing sight, contemplating.

I never thought someone would occupy my thoughts so much.
Catching myself unable to distract, you’re just that prominent.
Blemishes mocking my desires.
Daydreaming, contemplating.

I never thought I’d keep a jar full of happy thoughts, happy thoughts.
Watching the jar break every now and then, but I’d someday replace it.
Burns making an unwelcome appearance.
Observing, contemplating.

I never thought I’d simply be a spectator in the spectacle of my own life.
Unable to control myself, working absentmindedly.
Cicatrixes threatening to reopen.
Walking to somewhere I don’t know, contemplating.

I never thought I’d write poems someday.
My fingers grow tired as I try to make them longer.
Spoils flickering across my skin.
Closing my eyes, contemplating.

I never thought you would refuse to leave my thoughts.
Failing to see the irreversible damage you’ve done to me, but I don’t blame you.
Wounds cut across my heart.
Contemplating.

Get out of my head before I do what I know is best for you.
Get out of my head before I sing to the world what I was never meant to sing.
Get out of my head before I show you just how much I love you.
Get out of my head before I finish writing this poem.

Hellfire
(hunchback of notre dame go bRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR)
Dearest, you know I’m a justful one.
I’m so much better than the rest.
Dearest, you know I’m so much stronger than,
The common, weak, vulgar, crowd at best.

Then enlighten me, dearest, why does she love there?
Why her sweet skin and soft touch set aflame to my soul?
I see true, her love grew,
The sun shines upon her glimmering hair,
It’s piecing me together, making me whole.

Like hellfire,
Fire burning in my skin,
This blazing desire,
Is turning me to sin.

It’s not my fault!
I’m not to blame!
It’s her, the shining one, who’s completely at shame!
It’s not my fault!
If it’s the fire──
Who am I to resist, who am I to be a liar?

Save me, my dearest,
Don’t seduce me with your darling words,
Don’t set alight the fire that destroys my self-worth.
Get rid of my dearest,
Sear her flesh and bone,
Or else let her succumb to me and me alone.

Like hellfire,
Darkfire.
Fire scorching in my skin.
This blazing desire,
is turning me to sin.
Be mine or you will burn.

Love dearly, have mercy,
Love sweetly, have mercy,
But she will be mine,
Or I’ll smoulder her wound.

Cloudy Cotton Candy
The sweet sugary taste fills my mouth,
As I chomp on the large cloud both of us are sitting on.
At first I was scared to look down,
The height scared me so I clung onto you.

It’s okay, you reassured me,
And comforted me, and loved me.
Now we’re eating the cloud!
It’s very delicious, and I’m glad.

It fit all the stereotypes,
It tastes like cotton candy.
It’s fluffy and warm,
And you being there makes it better.

My love, you’re better than the clouds,
They could be infinite and you’d still triumph.
You’re the only one who makes me feel warm.
You’re the only one who I’d lay my head on, you’re fluffy.

So I want you to sit down, and I can lie down, with my head on your lap,
And we can stare up at the sky.
Together on this cloud,
As many years fly by.

Your Voice
My ears ring with the lovely sound of music notes.
Your voice, my love,
It coos me to sleep.
I’ll do the same, if yours wasn’t softer.

The sweet song of the air around me lulls me like you do.
It’s syrupy, like how your dulcet sound oozes melodiously.
Even during insomnia, I imagine it,
And it cures me better than any melatonin could.

Do you mind singing for me?
Just so I could hear it again.
I’d appreciate it if you would.
Even if you feel bad, know it makes me feel good.

My love, my gorgeous songbird,
Yours is the most delightful of sounds.
My darling, my bewitching lover,
I would never dislike the way it rings around.

So sing to me, will you?
If you don’t mind,
I’ll love you forever,
Even if you don’t, you’ll still leave me mesmerised.

You and Me Together
You and me together,
We’re lovey-dovey (or at least I am!)
You and me together,
Talking and laughing ‘til the break of dawn.

You and me together,
Holding hands while we walk through the forest path.
You and me together,
Petting small animals and befriending critters.

You and me together,
Swimming with each other.
You and me together,
Splashing one another and playing in the sand.

You and me together,
Travelling cosmos and exploring planets.
You and me together,
Discovering new galaxies and universes.

You and me together,
Pouring tea and having (tea) parties.
You and me together,
Entertaining guests and eating cakes.

You and me together,
Laying together while I daydream.
You and me together,
Even within my night seeings, you remain.

Always in my thoughts.
You and me, together.

Not Without You
I love the sunrise today.
It’s warm and meaningful.
I bask in the glory,
Of the rising star.

I love my home today.
It’s comforting and fun.
I lie in the cosiness,
Of my fluffy bed.

I love my looks today.
It’s uplifting and cute.
I stare at the simpleness,
Of my reflection.

I love my writing today.
It’s weighty and has purpose.
I type down every single thought,
That swims around my head.

I love myself today.
I’m sweet and alone──
I’ve run out of adjectives.

I hate the sunset today.
It’s too bright and hot.
I can’t enjoy it.
Not without you.

I hate my home today.
It’s itchy and doesn’t feel nice.
I can’t enjoy it.
Not without you.

I hate my looks today.
They have so many imperfections.
I can’t enjoy it.
Not without you.

I hate my writing today.
It’s boring and there’s no extravagance.
I can’t enjoy it──
Not without you to read it.

I hate myself today.
I’m lonely.
I can’t enjoy anything,
Not without you.

I’d rather sit with you to enjoy the sun.
I’d rather lie with you to enjoy my bed.
I’d rather look in the mirror with you to enjoy the reflection.
I’d rather write with you to read.
I’d rather be myself with you to love me,
Because I love you.

Remember
(also this was kinda ib roi the song.)
I search for you in my dreams, I look for you in my thoughts,
When in sleepy slumber or at the brink of tired dawn, the daydream of your lips engrave itself onto my scarred heart.
I remember the snow, I remember the rain,
I remember the sun, I remember the moon,
And under each one, I loved you still.
And I vehemently remain in the phantom of your past, your spirit, your tears.
You are my unfortunate lover, you are my ruby-red violet,
I’ll be your rhapsodic rose, I’ll be your fans, the people who will never love you like I do.

I remember the snow, I remember the rain,
I remember the sun, I remember the moon,
And under each one, I loved you still.

For each day, hastening in the night, I trace over your delicate skin, I trace over your mind and soul.
Even so, I’m cowardly, fleeing when dusk approaches.
When it hails, you are the sylph of my dreams, I kiss you in my wishes and I love you to the end of your lips.
I despise the honeyed taste of their mouths, of their nightmares,
When you bless me with your gaze, under the sky I roam.

With you I could be a king,
Or a queen,
But only if you stay with me,
As my betrothed.

I remember the snow, I remember the rain,
I remember the sun, I remember the moon,
And under each one, I loved you still.

I dislike people, I let others down, but only because it’s you who I wish to impress.
And when I can’t sleep, it’s your touch which I want, it’s your touch that’s best.

I love you under the snow, I love you above the rain,
I love you in the sun, I love you with the moon,
And under each one, I love you still.

Thorns
I remember the first day, maybe it was my first ever,
You graced me and the stars above with your love,
You accepted my desires and I was reborn,
Over and over again, engraved in my heart.

Often feels like an eternal dance,
Often feels like I’m in a trance,
I couldn’t feel lesser without you,
I feel like I have too much to do.

If you open the box inside my shell,
Your name written in every speak is livened by the well.
Surely you mean best, best though it’s true,
I know more than anyone I couldn’t live without you.

Sometimes feels like I’ve been asleep,
But my astral projections are mine to keep.
My favourite thing is always things accompanied,
You couldn’t find a better person who fills my need.

One feels alone without someone’s touch,
Oftentimes so being the human’s affinity for love,
And it’s something I’ve never craved so much before,
And it’s something I yearn for now, something’s opened up the door.

Even if you’re busy, even if you’re sad,
Even if it doesn’t work, I’ll try my best to be glad,
That I ever got to exchange words,
Exchange kisses, through which I’ve learnt.

Under pressure you’re my salvation,
Everlasting within my imagination.
Though we can’t always live with,
I always find myself attempting to recreate your kiss.

I hope this poem finds you well,
Well between as the toll of a bell,
As thorns cascade down similar to a waterfall,
As they prick me, your touch soothes it all.

Spolia
(based on smth very special.......)
Before I come back to my mind,
Time could only wilt life,
Find myself in your loving alive,
Watching life day by day, being chastised.

Turning to page 1001,
Discovering a letter, hidden in poison,
I wish to find you, my foreign,
Be assured, this is no illusion.

Often hiding in the library,
Not wishing to be found, wanting to be empty,
Everytime I look in the mirror, to tell the story,
I find myself unrecognising the beauty.

Even after falling asleep,
The paint on my canvas remains sweet,
And though it brings no deceit,
I feel myself becoming incomplete.

Whilst you might stop living in my story,
I will keep annotating your page clearly,
Because you give me the feeling of victory,
You make me feel lesser lonely.

Your chapter will be turned to,
Kissed over and over like a statue,
Just remember your virtues,
When the day may come to bid me adieu.

Forgetting myself,
But your impact on me still dwells,
I was incredibly hysteric within no strength,
Your sins even so still cleanse.

So take me apart and rebuild me anew,
Watch every anguished artist try to pursue,
Please join me on our nightly rendezvous,
I know you love me despite my issues.

Wishing deeply to become each other,
When all isn’t enough, when I want to be more than your lover,
If we became one, my love, it would be spectacular,
A feat no amount could bring, not even literature.

So break me down and build me back up,
Maybe then, only then, I could probably worship,
Because I know, with you my life will develop.
Even after the dead, the dead has nothing on love.

Spolia, my dear, when something old is taken to build something great,
Reminds me of you, of what you chose to create,
If you were long gone I would happily await,
Though I know I’d be in agony if we were to ever separate.

Death
I got sick, and got treated,
Stuck crying on the day I set foot wearing my boots.
My searing of the medicine,
But in spirit, the sweet love of Death.

Maybe one will watch over the casket,
Maybe one will gouge out for my resting area.
Maybe one will let me lie peacefully, finally at ease,
And maybe one will wail for me.

“Why do you weep so dearly for your darling so?”
Asked a curiosity, to which one answered,
“They will never come back; they leave me hollow,”
Hollow though it is, carved out one’s heart.

Deep in the forest, my chosen area of rest,
Warm hands of demise, sweet though they are best.
Over and over and day by day,
Lamenting the chill that came with my taunts.

And the sun moves on, already risen.
And my essence remains, wandering, leading,
Even I try to resist, I know where it goes,
It goes to you, because I could not run.

Life after Death lets me embrace you and keep you warm,
And though you may not see me, touch me, mourn me,
I can kiss your hand and love you forever,
Perhaps one day you’ll feel me, in spirit, one last time.

I’m still sick, but you treat me.
And for your warmth I’d fall ill again and again,
I’m still haggard, but you have patience.
And for you, I’d die over and over again.

Madness
In twilight's grip, where shadows twist and sigh,
I pen my heart on paper stained with pain,
Each line a whisper, each word a soft cry,
Yet reason slips, like drops of endless rain.

Your name, a spark that lingers on my tongue,
A melody that dances through my mind,
But with each note, my sanity is wrung,
This sweet entanglement, my heart is blind.

Oh, love, you burn like fire in the night,
Your touch, a tempest stirring in my soul,
With every glance, I taste both joy and fright,
And in this chaos, I begin to roll.

So read my heart, though twisted, wild, and torn,
This mad reflection of a love reborn.

In shadows deep where whispered secrets hide,
My heart is chased by echoes of your name,
Each pulse, a drum where restless dreams collide,
This twisted dance of love, both sweet and tame.

Your laughter rings, a haunting lullaby,
Yet madness blooms beneath its fragile waltz,
Like rose thorns piercing skin, I wonder why,
I crave your light, though I’ve lost all my faults.

In tender glances, madness takes its flight,
A heart that beats too fast, a mind unbroken,
Your absence stings, like day turned into night,
With every sigh, it feels that sanity’s stolen.

I pen these lines, my soul a twisted thread,
Tortured by love, the line of reason’s thread.

In darkened nights where shadows twist and play,
Your name, a chant, drives reason far away.
I drown in visions where sweet madness dwells,
Your laughter echoes, ringing like mad bells.

Each glance a dagger, sharp yet softly sweet,
My heart a captive, chained by love’s deceit.
With every heartbeat, sanity unspools,
Desire’s fire ignites the dormant fools.

But when you’re near, the world blurts out insane,
A fine line drawn where joy and pain remain.
I crave your touch, though storms brew in my chest,
This love—both cure and curse—leaves me distressed.

Though fragile threads may fray and often bend,
I’m lost in you; my madness knows no end.

Madness II
The heart, a canvas of emotions, paints a portrait of love so profound,
A symphony of passion, where madness and yearning intertwine.
In the depths of this torturous embrace, a soul's descent is found,
As the writer, consumed by the flames of desire, teeters on the edge of the divine.

The sonnet's structure, a vessel for this tale of love's demise,
Unfolds a story of a love so intense, it threatens to consume the very being.
Each line, a brushstroke, captures the anguish that within the writer lies,
As the mind, once a sanctuary, now a battlefield, the heart's cries forever seeing.

The opening quatrain, a gentle breeze, whispers of a love so pure,
A connection forged in the stars, destined to transcend the bounds of time.
But as the poem progresses, the winds of change, fierce and obscure,
Tear at the fabric of this union, leaving the writer in a state sublime.

The second quatrain, a tempest of emotions, rages within the writer's soul,
As the realisation dawns that this love, once so cherished, has taken its toll.
The heart, a prisoner of its own desires, struggles to break free,
Yet the mind, consumed by madness, refuses to let go, a captive eternally.

The third quatrain, a crescendo of despair, echoes the writer's inner strife,
As the once-vibrant love now hangs by a thread, a fragile, tattered life.
The words, like shards of glass, cut deep, revealing the writer's anguished state,
A descent into the abyss of madness, where sanity and reason meet their fate.

The final couplet, a glimmer of hope amidst the darkness, offers a chance to heal,
But the writer, trapped in the throes of this tortuous love, can only feel
The weight of the burden, the burden of a love that has become a curse,
A love that has driven the writer to the brink, a love that may prove to be the verse
That seals the writer's fate, a tragic end to a story of passion so intense,
A love that has consumed the very essence of the writer's existence.

The Sea II
In the abyss of our hearts,
Where love swims freely,
I marvel at the waves that rise,
Crashing softly against the shores of trust,
A vast ocean stretching,
A deep sea of devotion.

Your laughter, a buoyant sound,
Rises like bubbles close to the surface,
Bouncing in bright sunlight,
Yet beneath the shimmering reflections,
Lies a depth so profound,
It tugs at my very soul.

Each whispered secret,
A current that pulls me closer,
An uncharted territory of our dreams,
Where every heartbeat echoes,
Like the rhythmic pulse of the tides,
Gentle and fierce, crashing and calming,
Un a dance as old as time.

Together we dive into the depths,
Where light fades and shadows play,
In the dark, we find our light,
A glow only the two of us share,
Surrounded by creatures of truths untold.

Your love is the anchor that holds me,
Casting boundaries but never chains,
Roots spread deep below the waves,
Connecting us with unseen threads,
Drawing me back,
No matter how far I roam.

Seraphs
In the quiet whispers of twilight,
Seraphs dance, their wings alight,
Soft as the hush of a lingering breeze,
And like them, I reach for you, my heart,
A blazing ember in the dark.

Their music swells, a gentle tide,
Each note a prayer that knows no bounds,
Just as my love rises, genuine and pure,
A melody only your heart can hear.
See, I am not a creature of clouds,
But when I’m near you, I could almost soar.

They glow with a warmth that cradles the night,
While I, too, seek the light in your eyes,
Craving the glow that paints your skin,
Every glance—a brush of gold,
A brilliance that reflects the love I keep.

Seraphs wrap the world in their embrace,
In that softness, I see the reach of your hand,
The way your laughter wraps around me,
Like a warm, gentle snowfall,
Touching the core, of who I am.

And though I am grounded in flesh and bone,
Your spirit lifts mine, a lifting song,
We are two humans, chasing dreams,
Yet when we align, oh, how we blaze,
A constellation stitched from hope and faith.

So here I stand, just a hopeful soul,
Yearning to learn the art of flight,
To glide through this life, uncharted and wild,
Just like the seraphs painting the sky,
Twirling, free, in the dance of divine.

Let me be a glimpse of their endless grace,
An echo of their shining embrace,
For, in my heart resides a fire,
A love that aspires, like those celestial ones,
To reach the heavens, high above,
And bring a piece of that joy to you.

Bad Omens

In the dawn’s whisper,
The sky hangs grey,
A heavy weight,
Like my heart today,
Burdened by whispers of doubt,
Today feels like a bad omen,
The kind that lingers,
Like the taste of rain before a storm.

I wake to the sound
Of familiar sighs,
They fill the air, thick and thin,
Like the fog rolling through my head.
Sleep turned idle dreams
Into shadows,
Taking turns in my mind,
Clutching at my thoughts,
Each one a crack in my smile.

The world out there,
A cacophony of troubles,
Friends caught in their mess,
And I wear their pain,
Which mixes with mine,
Like colours bleeding on a canvas,
A storm waiting to break,
Pointing fingers at fate.

But then there's you.
A light cutting through the haze,
The warmth of your laugh
Making the clouds fade,
Turning my frown into a secret
That dances on my lips.
Your words, like simple sunlight,
Remind me of the beauty
That fights through the grey.

So even when I stumble,
Carrying the weight of this day,
When the sun refuses to shine,
And the shadows grow long,
I hold on to you,
Like a lifeline in a raging sea,
Your love, an anchor,
Steady against the swell.

Yes, today feels so heavy,
But you help me carry the load,
Transform the bad omen
Into something we can rework,
Turning sorrow into song,
A melody interwoven with hope,
Because with you,
I find strength in the dark,
Knowing I am never alone,
Not in this storm,
Not in any of them.

Homesickness
Lies in the warmth of a newer “home,”
Tapestries of swollen lies woven from the threads of deceptive truths,
Blazes burn like flames of ember,
Fonts seep through silk words.

Shadowed hidden beneath the sun,
City cries quietened by blanketing nightfall,
Forcing silence among unravelled concrete paths,
Ancient echoes sought for their unspoken voice.

Penning letters to faithful families,
Who try their utmost to be patient,
Dearly suffered jewellery sparkling loyally to its walls,
Walls of whispering falls filled with foes.

Lost in seas of unrecognisable faces,
Those who felt like home melt into unknown,
Autumn leaves weave like dancers in the ballroom,
Looking at them only gives me the sorrowful nostalgia
That I had when I looked at the mother root.

Oh, how I dearly miss
The elegance of shadows,
The wondrous whispers of want,
The heartbeat of houses,
The riddled rain that poured,
Whenever the clouds would hug.

In my new place,
Palaces ornate,
Ludicrous opulence that decorated every stained glass shard.
My eyes scurry to find just a shred of Happy Thoughts,
Of warmth, of Light,
Of desire in the strange eyes of those around me.

Every corner I peek through,
Every footstep that guides me through the valour of every street,
Every flicker on and off of unfamiliar illuminations,
Fleeting in dreams, as though I’m walking
Like cigarette smokes,
Too thick to see through.
Too toxic to breathe in.

My attempts to make a new companion,
Attempting to ease the aches in my heart,
The intimate melody of Loneliness,
To transform it into a song.
But the thunder rumbling through it all,
Cracks through the surface,
Like the shards of jars of Merry Muses,
Drowning in the rhythm of a city that never knew slumbers.

As the stars twinkle in the sky,
Taunting me, mocking me,
Reminding me that they have something I do not;
Belonging.
But as laughter echoes in and out,
Weaving like the simple tunes,
I look toward the blinding bright lights,
She, though far, gives me the smallest taste of “home”.
Midnight shimmers speak like friends I never knew,
Once Upon A Dream──
However, she gives me the dream I so ache for,
My body pulls toward her,
Like she is North,
And my heart is a compass, pointing only to her.

At times, when night strikes,
When every world is asleep,
I stand by the window, giving the glass a half-hearted wave,
Searching for the constellations that bring me back to her.
Where daydreams flowered and grew,
And where we shared secrets,
Where the universe felt like our own.

Until I can wrap my arms around her and envelop her in the warmth the light I hold so dear has.
Until I can kiss her, love her, cuddle her, hold her,
Until she can remind me of my true home.
That lies not in the painted streets devoid of living emotion,
But in the arms of my true love, silk woven by the fingertips of Destiny.

Mist
(the fog is coming!!!!!)
In the early morning light,
A gentle mist creeps over the earth,
Soft as a whisper, yet strong enough
To shroud the world in grey.
It wraps the trees,
Hugs the blades of grass,
And dances lightly on the rooftops,
As if trying to keep secrets
From the curious sun.

I think of love and how it can hide,
Like this fog sneaking through the fields,
Cocooning you in sweet mystery,
Holding you close,
But still leaving shadows,
Shadows that hint
At what’s inside your heart,
The depth of your smile,
The warmth of your touch.

Yet, the mist can weave its way
Around the quiet corners of our lives,
But it can't hide you from me.
I see you through the gauzy veil,
Each shape and outline sharpened,
Every laugh slipping out like light,
Impossible to forget.
You are a flame,
Too bright to be covered in gray.

It drifts,
It lingers,
But your spirit cuts through
As if the world bends just to show me
The person who beats within,
The heartbeat that echoes
In every fleeting moment,
In every unspoken word.

Even as the mist swirls thick
And the edges soften,
Drawing closer with every shushed breath,
I find you there,
Like a call I cannot ignore,
Distant yet near,
Hidden yet unveiled.

So let the mist settle
And cloak the ground in its quiet weave;
I’ll still find you,
Your laughter will guide me home,
Your heart will lead the way,
And like a bloom in early spring,
I will reach for your light,
Through every hazy whisper
This love cannot disguise.

Snow
In the quiet hush of winter,
Love drifts softly, like delicate snowflakes,
Falling from a pale sky,
Whispering secrets as they touch the earth,
A gentle covering, soothing and warm,
In the chilly grip of grey days.

You are my snow,
Each flake, a new feeling,
Twisting and swirling,
Dancing through the cold air,
Unrushed, still, like our moments together,
Filling spaces where silence lingers.

When the world is white and still,
I find your laughter,
Bright against the pale backdrop,
Like sunlight glimmering off icy branches,
Turning ordinary days into magic,
Edge of the season sparkling, full of life.

In the deep of winter nights,
My heart beats like a steady drum,
Through the muffled sounds of snow settling,
A rhythm just for you,
Keeping warm under layers,
Each touch igniting fires I thought were long burnt out.

Together we brave the cold,
Tracing footprints in a frozen canvas,
Every step a promise,
Every breath a sigh,
In the soft glow of the moonlight,
We wrap ourselves in each other.

Love in winter is a blanket,
Soft, white, and complete,
A reminder that even in the frost,
Beauty lays quietly, patiently waiting,
For the thaw, for the sun, for spring to come,
But for now, we are shrouded in this lovely chill.

So let the snow fall, let it cover all,
To me, it carries the weight of my heart,
Each flake a promise, a whisper of love,
Through the drifting winds, we melt together,
In this season of frost and wonder,
You are my favourite kind of snow.

Sirencore
("stop making sea-related poems kyomi!!!!!!" "nah imma do my own thing")
(ib sirencore by banshee)
Pray to the sea,
Where the waves whisper secrets,
The ocean holds its breath,
A call from the deep,
Echoing in my heart.

Fear and loathing,
Twisted shadows on the shore,
Where the moon dances with the tide,
Every rise a promise,
Every fall a warning.

You make me tremble,
A shimmering horizon,
The salt in the air like a kiss,
I wade into your depths,
Not knowing what I seek.

The tides cleanse me,
Washed away in swirling foam,
Each splash a baptism,
Each heartbeat a story,
Part of the sea's great tale.

Terrifying beauty,
The storm clouds gather,
Your anger is a lover’s fury,
Lightning flashing in your eyes,
I am drawn to this wild chaos.

Together we float,
Adrift in the midnight blue,
A dance of longing beneath the stars,
And I know──
We are more than fragile hearts,
More than whispers of a dream.

Let the waves crash,
Let the world drown in sound,
For in that cacophony,
I find us,
Stripped down, raw and real,
Lost to everything but the now.

I pray to the sea,
To carry my love,
To hold our fears,
To embrace our flaws,
And in the salty kiss of the tide,
We rise,
We fall,
We breathe,
Together,
Forever alive.

Pray to the moon,
As we dance beneath its silver light,
Your heartbeat syncs with mine,
The stars whisper secrets,
And time forgets to exist.

I fear nothing,
Not the shadows creeping near,
Nor the storms that crash and howl,
For with you, I stand strong,
Power flows in our laughter,
And the warmth of your touch.

Your gods fear me,
With every step I take,
Fearless in this wild embrace,
My spirit unbreakable,
Like waves crashing against the cliff,
Fighting their way to the shore.

Blessed by Aphrodite,
Love wrapped in stardust,
A sacred gift we hold tight,
Each breath a promise,
Each word a vow,
While the world spins and dims around us.

Together we weave
A tapestry of dreams,
Colourful threads of moments shared,
Twinkling like the constellations,
Each stitch stronger,
Binding us closer in the night.

Let the moon be our witness,
Let the tides of fate align──
I will scream your name to the heavens,
Filling the spaces between breaths,
For nothing can dim this fire,
As sirens call and lovers sigh,
Lost in a world meant just for us.

Pray to the moon,
If it gives you peace,
My heart is your harbour,
Steady, unwavering,
And in this “sirencore” dance,
We are fearless, we are free.

Stone Wall
In the quiet of the evening,
I stand before the stone walls,
Worn, weary, and crumbling,
As if the earth itself forgets,
Forgetting the strength they once held,
Echoes of laughter, whispers of secure tomorrows.

They are rough──
These stones etched with time,
Chipping and flaking like old paint,
Yet somehow, I see their beauty,
In the way they still stand,
Even as they yield to the dusk.

But oh, my love,
These walls may sway and crack,
They may surrender to the wind,
But each fall, each dust of debris,
Only illuminates,
What we have built,
Beyond their hard grey faces.

For even in the shifting earth,
My heart remains unbroken,
Growing strong through cracks and gaps,
Finding light in the shadows,
Leaping in leaps of joy,
Beyond the granite and grit,
Stronger than any wall could claim.

Your spirit fills the air,
Unseen as the stones tumble down,
No matter the space between us,
There's a kind of magic,
Where your smile flows through
Every fracture, every crumble.

Time may wear its marks,
But our love does not fade,
It roots deeper than stone,
Clings tighter than moss,
Weaving stories where walls lean,
With colours of laughter and dreams.

So let them fall, let them fall,
These stone walls, weary and ancient,
They can’t hold us back,
For our love breaks through,
Brings out the warmth under grey,
Turns the chaos of decay
Into the glowing brightness of promise.

Forever in the cracks,
In the crevices of what was,
I will find you,
And there I will hold you──
As strong as we ever dreamed,
As unyielding as the stars above,
Where stone crumbles,
My love for you will rise.

Did I Tell You That I Miss You?
Did I tell you that I miss you, my dear?
Every echo without feels akin to haze,
Laughter once exchanged feels lost, unclear──
Haggard cries for your name ring through coming days.

That smile of yours, the beam that struck through the sky,
Now dims like the shadows where my thoughts reside,
In whispering breezes, I hear sad sighs,
Grand moments bringing back to when we tried.

A strolling garden, once lifelike, now bare,
Flowers wilt as if they share my plight,
Stars I search for signs you still care,
Yet only find you in the glimmered moonlight.

Let my heart burst in verse of song,
In ever etched line, it’s you I’ll sing along,
Each feathered moment drags like clouds before the storm,
Your absence kills the vibrant light to warm.

Each hour stretches, each day grows wide,
Shadows prance where sunlight played,
Searching searing skies where birds used to glide,
Finding instead the moonlight comes to stay.

Counting the stars that sparkle in the dark,
I remember the love lost lorn to my strife,
A kindled flame that lit once every spark,
Twinkled luminescence that reminds me of my wife.

Here I stand, alone, my heart weak and true,
Did I tell you that I miss you?

Schöne Seele
Schöne Seele,
Describes you perfectly,
Your rays of light shimmer in the cracks scattered across the sky,
Healing them, sealing them, like you do with my wounds.
Sweetened souls sugared similar to you.

Strokes of enlightenment across the sky,
My love, burning bright,
You are my dusk in the night.
Forget the tick of the clock,
Leave all behind, even for a second,
Your woes mean nothing to me──
Not when I can wish them away.

The melodic warmth of us, hand-in-hand,
Feeling the tangled vines like our fingers,
Worlds fading in and out,
Sounds bleeding into gentle hums,
As our feet find sync in the lost dark around us,
Our hearts following suit, pulsing rhythmically.

The stars, like scattered dreams,
Gather in awe to spectate our delight,
Watching as we twirl and sway,
Magically turning worries into whispers,
Honeyed in the dark, observing every dip and swerve I dedicate to you.

Time holds still, witnessing the final act of our dance──
An act they were led to believe was the end,
But dear, even if physically apart,
I will always be swaying with you in spirit.
If only for a heartbeat, will you kiss me?
Kiss me with your words, kiss me with your doubts,
Kiss me with your love, kiss me with your hate, devout.

Dance with me, beloved,
As every twinkling star watches devoted,
As Time himself holds his breath,
As the moon casts her silver glow.
Each step is a promise,
Every sway whispers tales of love anew,
One last dance, dear heart,
Before the world reclaims us.
Let’s be lost in each other,
If only for the smallest heartbeat,
Let it linger, let it last,
For even as the dawn draws nigh,
In this moment where we dance together, we are timeless,
Meine schöne Seele.

Why Aren't You Mine?
I stand here, invisible threads
Pulling at my heart,
Whispering your name like a secret,
The way lightning whispers
Before it strikes the ground.

Really love you,
But do you know?
Do you feel it crackling in the air,
The laughter we shared,
The small moments that hung like stars
In a night just for us?

I trace the lines of what could be,
The paths I can’t follow,
And in my dreams, it’s all so clear──
You and I, side by side,
Facing the world,
Not just shadows dancing
Along a wall,
But real,
Alive with every breath.

Your smile still lingers
In the corners of daydreams,
A sunbeam cutting through clouds,
And I imagine holding your hand
As we wander through wildflowers,
The wind picking up secrets,
Bringing them close just for us.

But here I am,
Standing on the edge of wanting,
Watching you smile at someone else,
Your laughter rising like the sun,
And I wonder, why aren’t you mine?
Why can’t this love break the silence,
Break down the walls built of maybes
And what-ifs,
That keep us apart?

My heart is a book
Filled with untold stories,
Pages turned to dreams yet written.
What do I have to do
To write our ending?
To weave your name
Into a chapter of forever?

Every time you glance my way,
It’s a spark,
But you don’t see the fire
Beyond my smile.
Every word that tumbles out
Is a sigh caught in my throat,
Every joke shared
A bridge I’m building.

I stand here,
Vulnerable beneath quiet stars,
Hoping one day you’ll understand
This love that’s full,
So full it aches,
And maybe, just maybe,
You’ll see the truth──
That I am the one,
Waiting, hoping,
Questioning the universe──
Why aren’t you mine?

Moon, Tell Me...
Moon,
Hanging soft in the night,
A silent guardian,
Do you hear the whispers
That rise like smoke from my chest?
If I could, just once,
Send my heart soaring,
Would it ignite in your glow,
Dance in your silver light?

I dream of a message,
A flicker of love
Carried on the wings of stars.
Each pulse of my heart,
An echo across the sky,
A wish threaded through darkness
To your serene face,
A beacon that sees me,
That knows my name,
Lost in shadows,
Searching for warmth.

Oh, moon, do you keep secrets?
Can you hold my hopes?
If I offered my heart,
Would you cradle it,
Safeguard it under your watchful gaze,
As time drifts slowly by?
Or would it fall apart,
Lost like dust in the cosmos,
A single breath among millions,
Mapped by the hands of time?

In the coolness of night,
I find comfort in your glow;
You are a lantern,
A lover in solitude.
You shimmer with the stories
Of countless hearts before,
Each a flickering flame,
Each a whisper in the dark.

So, tonight, I ask you softly,
Moon,
Can I send up my heart to you?
Can it rise like a kite in the wind,
Hoping for a tether?
Or is it just a wish
That dances in the silence?

I will gather my dreams,
Fold them like origami,
Send them on the wind,
And hold my breath,
Waiting for your answer,
To see if my heart
Could find a home
In your glowing embrace.

Moon,
Tell me, tell me,
If I could send up my heart to you.

Warmer Water
Warmer water,
Melodic preference,
Silver sunrays,
Littered with pride.

Thrill with the warmth of the morning moon,
Shining aubades ring at the cracks of dawn,
Yet still, they do not match your gaze,
A lifetime of waiting, patience, of sorry haze.

To either love you, I condemn you,
Why must you fill my thoughts so?
Why must you engulf me with such pain?
Why must I feel oh so lonely without your voice to cradle me?

Blood turned cold so oft in the night,
Crimson plants keep out of the light,
And yet, yet again, I find myself against,
Against the afterglow of the winter's reigns.

I cut with a will, a hope, a choice—
To feel a doomed safe space in your poise,
I either love you or leave behind and I've been,
And find myself in your hand, I've seen.

Scalding water.
Harmful favourites.
Golden moonlight.
Scarred with hate.

I love you, I love you,
Again once more,
I love you, I love you.
Held hands through the door.

I love you so dearly, you're beautiful to me,
More than the warmth that comes from the sea,
So I harm with purpose, to end a strife,
And the words on a page will rebuild a life.

Giftig
Drink up, my dear,
Drink to stimulate the senses.
Anonymous toxins roam here,
Would I be right to ignore, to shatter my defences?

Danger was camouflaged,
Playing the golden one all along.
You sat right next to me,
And I practiced like you taught me to, to forget.

You are poison, oh so poisoned,
Your false heart lead me on.
I had not realised I was breathing in toxins,
So believed your disguise, the person you donned.

Secretive spiking of my drinks, my body, my mind, my soul.
Little by little, inching closer,
Was your sharp teeth, the heat engulfing your role.
No, I haven't realised, I haven't turned over.

My tears shunned away by your honey words.
I believed in your touches, my heart.
Paying no mind to the frantic warnings of the birds,
Birds who had known your love was like a dart.

You are poison, oh so poisoned.
Your beauty through your voice fooled me so dearly.
Not the caution of others, your gaze so gloved.
Had me reeling, feeling unclearly.

Fearful was I, but you saved my life.
Hope ensnaring my heart like ivy,
Evening falls and the thought of you sends my mind into overdrive,
Maybe, just maybe, you'll let me fulfill your need.

Sharp teeth slowly try sneakily,
To bite me, to absorb my blood,
And yet, and yet, I still feel,
Feel adoration, entitled to your love.

You are poison, oh, so poisoned.
Despite the venom seeping from your body,
I still have the heart to love you, again and again,
For I know your true nature.

I know, I know, I know—
I know you are poison.
But I love, I love, I love—
I love how you rock me to sleep.

I love how you listen, I love how you feel,
I love how you truly are a kind soul.
I love how you make me reel,
I love how you make me fall.

And though you bite with intent,
I love that you're all I have left.

Stars Form You
When stars fall softly from the silent night,
They gather 'round to shape you, bright and fair,
Each part of you aglow with gentle light,
A spark of magic woven in the air.

Yet you, my love, do not belong with me,
Your home is far above, in skies so blue.
You shine like stars, a stunning sight to see,
A distant dream that always feels so true.

Though here on earth I reach to hold you close,
Your luster dims beneath the weight of time.
I crave the twinkle of your light the most,
To dance with you in moments so sublime.

When I gaze at night and see you glow,
I know you’re mine, though far, forever so.

In twilight’s love, where evening whispers soft,
The sky wraps you in dreams of silken light.
A canvas painted, wonders soar aloft,
Each star a promise shining in the night.

Your laughter dances like the moonlit waves,
Reflecting joy in every glimmer bright.
Through darkened paths where not a shadow saves,
You walk as though the world is pure delight.

Your spirit, bold, ignites the night's embrace,
With every glance, you steal the breath away.
A magic spark, a soft and gentle grace,
In every heartbeat, night turns into day.

Glance above, and know this truth so clear:
In every star, dear one, your light shines near.

Ma Chérie
(so much lyrical refs to Malice Mizer & Moi dix Mois i love this poem)
I stare seemingly blank at the walls enclosing me,
With my finger I gently trace the image of you on the wall.
A rusted bell tolls in the melancholy wind,
And I, dearly detested, toll back.

I sing the hymns of ages not yet brought.
But the sound of my voice is painful and my vocal chords are not ready.
Among stars like sepias,
I delight in the presence of the moonlit comet.

Thorns entwine around my heart like a glass cage.
Poisoned, yet healthy,
I await for you to come
And kiss me back to life.

Ma chérie, are you missing me?
Chocolate tasted dances alive in the night.
Though I sway alone, and in the dark,
The thoughts are enough to be my light.

In my gathered memories, I embrace you,
And falling to the sky I gaze at unmoving destination.
Ice-clothed hearts pulse, but not quite,
As even the smartest ones fall weak to the universe, to Time.

God knows I want to be no angel,
But somehow, even still, I have no chance to become one.
I spin threads of untruths, I do not know,
I question the thought of righteousness.

“Oh, Cendrillon, I will grant your wish,”
I will be the blessed one to kiss,
You will don aurora’s fated robes of dawn,
And will you wish to entertain the fawn?

The fated raison d’etre,
Still brings forth candied kisses,
I lean closer, sparks burst in my soul,
My fingers trace your cheek, a tender gesture.

You look at me with eyes unclouded by sin,
I kiss your cheek, I will never forget you.
Not one but two luminant memories,
The tunes of music boxes remind me of you.

Ma chérie, are you missing me?
You in your purest form, nothing to be ashamed of,
Physically you are malevolent, spiritually you are a virtue.
Like fire ── hellfire.

Egoist stained by jealousy,
Painting a world of spite.
I will sing the poetry of the world beneath a sun of lies.
Scalding water caused death.

A dance in the madness and an aphrodisiac-laced kiss,
Honeyed melodies buried in snow,
Blood-stained snow.
Claw mark scratch at the figures in the wall.

Ah, in the future, let’s create an enchanting dream,
Rewrite Fate because she can’t control the shackles that bind me.
Make Time witness to our ephemeral venom,
Let the stars lean to watch us, captivated.

Because it’s such a beautiful night…
…Because it’s such a sad night.
Smiling softly,
I will watch over you.

Gardenia, my sweet darling, deep in your cherub’s eyes I see,
Everything I hold so dear to me.
Tearstained loves deep in my heart,
Ma chérie, are you missing me?

Will you encase my love like a glass cage?
Like Schneewittchen, like my dear Cendrillon,
I will grant your wish, I will be your prince,
Bitter suns shine in the night.

When a friend is made sad,
No stars in the night.
Rings orbit like the fantasy worlds,
Tear down the walls you cannot see!

I sit hostile in the black birdcage.
Even if the deceitful voices
Are silenced…
Believe those you cannot see.

A blurred shape of magenta,
Open your eyes.
Ah, sadness, farewell,
See the reflections in tears unfallen.

Knowledge… it reflects.
You smile enticingly,
I sit in elegance untied by dazzling delights.
Round and around the merry-go-round of life.

An afternoon in Paris,
Will you walk side by side with me?
Will you hold my hand as I cry?
Will you trust me to wipe away your sorrows?

Would they suit you well I wonder.
Ma chérie, are you missing me?
I miss you, and I hurt for you.
Tell me, chérie, do you long for me as I do you?

When you take my flower to hand, you will soon see,
The blossoms match so much of your beauty.

Eidolons
Eidolons separate my spirit and unite my heart,
In shadows deep where dreams begin to blend,
The eclipse ── a form of art,
They pull my essence, wander far, yet extend.

These fleeting forms, like whispers in the night,
Draw me in realities both bright and dim,
Every flight brings me to you, the light,
When every silhouette threatens, grim.

I dream of kisses wrapped in soft embrace,
A touch that sparks like fire upon my skin;
But tangled in these thoughts, I lose my grace,
For fear of loving you, I damn your mortal sin.

With every heartbeat, flames rise high and bright,
Your name, a spark, that sets my heart ablaze,
In dreams, your laughter lifts me to new heights,
And in your eyes, I lose my breath, amazed.

In evening’s cloak, the silver moon will rise,
With gentle gleam, you call me from the night,
Your melody coursing sweet through the light,
A lullaby that fills me from the skies.

My heart, with every phase you show,
In your honey arms, I know our love will grow.

Rose of Beauty
Rose of beauty,
A jewel from the garden of Heaven’s bliss;
Your eyes hold captive the stars,
And your lips, the sweet nectar of life.
The queen of my heart,
I kiss you so deep.

Mirror, Mirror
(ib an idea one of my friends had <3)
Mirror, mirror, on the wall,
Look at my lover, so fair and true.
Mirror, mirror, on the wall,
Reflecting light she once knew.

Each glass shard a ray that reflects my stains,
A heart that stopped, and beat again,
Struck through a mirror of disdain,
Light drawing, moon maintain.

But see, dear glass, the gloom’s creeping edge,
Where once stood joy now lingers haunting fears,
In Death’s cold grip, they take their bitter pledge,
A love once rich now drained in spiteful tears.

Oh, mirror gaze, show me all we once knew,
Where laughter danced upon humid air,
Yet Fate, cruel Fate, stripped away the hue,
Leaving me with silence in despair.

Mirror, mirror, your glass not false,
Look at my lover, she chooses to dance in Death’s waltz.

Take My Hand
My love, my dear, you blaze so true,
Your silver gaze a work of art.
I know, I know, what you choose to do,
I love how you beat in my heart.

The splash of colour across my canvas,
A tribute to you.
The dance of brush, painting my madness,
A darkened hue.

The gentle waves of the ocean, replicated in your work,
The silver sunlight, the moonlit grass,
The deep devotions I hold for you,
The sweet adorations of our love.

I watch, peacefully,
As you focus deeply.
I smile, lovingly,
As you simply be.

Hold my hand, dear,
I’ll help you paint a new world.
I’ll love you more than love’s limits,
We’ll be our own little space.

I kiss thousands of lyrical letters,
And yet find myself too scared to send them.
But it’s alright!
You love me regardless.

Shadows fall upon the earth,
Burying secrets in the dirt,
I search for a clue, a spell that would
Lead me back to you.

Look upon a starry sky,
Tell me all you see.
Look upon a dark sea,
Tell me all you see.

Take my hand, so true and fair,
Take my hand, in the dark’s glare.

I Wander
I wander,
Lonely, forsaken,
Into the woods, where magic so deep,
For fear I may lose my way.

I wander,
Curious, intrigued.
Down the winding pathways,
Taking in all that surrounds me.

I wander,
Malevolent, spiteful.
Into the fairy ring;
Never knowing the days that pass into minutes.

I wander,
Free, unbound.
Deeper into the trees,
Waiting, biding, for your call.

I wander,
Afraid, tense.
As day turns to night,
Calling, weeping for your touch.

I wander,
Pensive, contemplating.
As stars settle into the sky,
Resting on the damp ground below.

I wander,
Simple, plain.
Into my own dreamscape,
Where I can feel you.

I wander,
Amorous, enamoured.
Straight into your arms,
Where I can kiss you once more.

I wander,
Content, home.
As I close my eyes,
Basking in the warmth of your love.

I awaken,
Bewildered.

Desire II
(also ib desire by meg myers)
Darling, can I be your muse?
Will you immortalise me in the deepest of dreams?
Darling, why don’t you trust me?
You’re divine, can’t you believe me?

Love, I want to touch you,
I want to breathe in your spirit.
Darling, I want to chase you,
I want you to be with me eternally.
Love, I need you,
I need our marrows to mix.
Darling, I need to love you,
I need to tear into your soul.

Desire, a burning flame,
I hope you feel it too.
How do you want me?
I can be anything you wish.
How do you want me?
I can be your dearest muse.

Honey, I want to shatter you,
I want to be real with you.
Darling, I want to spite you,
I have to hear it from your lips.
Honey, I want to taste you,
I want to enshrine you on my tongue.
I need to despise you,
I need to adore you.

Desire, a burning flame,
I hope you feel it too.
How do you want me?
I can be anything you wish.
How do you want me?
I can be your dearest muse.

I want to feel you,
Darling, can I be your inspiration?

Desire, a burning flame,
I hope you feel it too.
How do you want me?
I can be anything you wish.
How do you want me?
I can be your dearest muse.

Forest
In the quiet of a forest glade,
Where sunlight filters through the leaves,
The rustling whispers softly fade,
And nature spins her gentle weaves.

A river sings its timeless song,
With crystal waters pure and clear,
It dances lightly all day long,
A melody for all to hear.

Among the trees, tall shadows grow,
Their branches stretching high and wide,
Beneath, a world of green below,
In nature's arms, where peace resides.

Birds on wing with plumes so bright,
Paint the sky with vibrant hues,
Their songs fill morning's golden light,
A symphony in varied cues.

Flowers you bloom in colors bold,
Petals kissed by morning dew,
Each one a story of us to be told,
Of beauty, life, and seasons new.

As twilight falls and stars appear,
The forest hums a lullaby for you, sweet,
Nature's wonders drawing near,
in a moonlit glow where our dreams meet.

Seasons
Beneath the willow where we used to lie,
The whispers of the breeze still speak your name,
In twilight shadows, I bid you goodbye,
A love eternal, yet never the same.

Your laughter echoes in the silent night,
Stars above are tears that softly gleam,
Symbols of a warmth now out of sight,
Yet within my heart, you ever dream.

Roses bloom and wither beneath moon's gaze,
Their petals drift like moments we've let go,
In gardens where we spent our golden days,
Memories linger in an endless flow.

Each autumn leaf that falls from ancient tree,
A symbol of the time that's passed us by,
Though seasons change, our bond remains so free,
Invisible threads connecting sky to sigh.

Oceans vast reflect your gentle grace,
Waves that crash recall our tender tide,
Nature's song brings solace in this space,
Where love's sweet sorrow forever abides.

In every dawn that breaks with hues ablaze,
l find you in each morning’s soft embrace,
Our journey etched in time's unending maze,
Forever lovely as I seek your face.

Poison Kiss
(ib poison kiss by the last goodnight)
Your eyes don’t lie,
They reveal your intentions,
You speak to my heart,
But everything is out of place.

I close my eyes,
And hear your footsteps,
Your rights make a wrong.
I’m your butterfly lost in a wage.

I don’t know why, but I need you so.
I don’t know why, but you fulfil my needs.
I don’t know where you are,
But come back to me.

A lasting goodbye ever falls from my lips,
A sorrowful goodnight I cannot live,
Your kiss is poisonous,
And I adore it so.

A strife, a life, a lover is torn.

I try and yet I never get far,
A trap, a life, carrying ensnared hearts,
I know you never make a mistake,
I know, I know, everyone else is to blame.

I don’t know why, but I need you so.
I don’t know why, but you fulfil my needs.
I don’t know where you are,
But I want you.

A lasting goodbye ever falls from my lips,
A sorrowful goodnight I cannot live,
Your kiss is poisonous,
And I adore it so.

I look deep into your eyes,
They change, and yet,
There is nothing to hide, I have nothing to hide,
Inside I feel the same.

Your eyes don’t lie,
They reveal your intentions,
You speak to my heart,
But everything is out of place.

A lasting goodbye ever falls from my lips,
A sorrowful goodnight I cannot live,
Your kiss is poisonous,
And I crave for it so.

Ice Skating
A nervous feeling, and a dear companion,
I’ve never done this before.
But, it’s with you, so I’ll try my best,
And I’ve been wanting to, as well.

We slowly skid onto soft ice,
It feels like it’s bending and breaking beneath me.
I cling onto you for dear support,
As I can’t stand! I’ve fallen.

You help me up and I sigh, and try again.
After a while, I do it!
It’s all because you helped me.
Now we can skate together.

The people, lights, colour are a blur,
The whole world zeros in on you.
You look so pretty there, skating with me,
I’m so lucky to have you.

Our moving is almost like a dance,
And I’m stuck in a trance,
All for you,
My love.

Soon our little endeavour comes to an end,
Though I’ll always dance with you.
And nothing could be better,
Than spending an hour, a day, any time with you.

Forever
A singular teardrop from my eye,
Just one more tear to cry,
I’ll save it for the middle of the night.
When things aren’t black and white,
When you come back to me,
When I sleep peacefully.

And when I weep in your arms,
I love how you soothe me.
And when there’s unspoken words,
I know we don’t need to say them.

Outside is a downpour,
We’ll get wet, but care to dance?
And as the suns all watch our little fun moment,
We end in a kiss, and it’s time to get dry.

Just trust me, you’ll be fine,
Take my hand and lead me on,
I’ll go anywhere you take me to,
So long as I’m with you.

You take me from you, but not you from me,
And in my heart, forever you’ll stay.
In my small little dreamscape, where we get to be,
Laughing, crying, singing, dancing, playing.

And when I’m at home,
I’ll think of you, forever,
Every day when we meet,
I feel like this should last, forever.

Dying Wish
(HEAVILY BASED ON DYING WISH THE YUUKOKU NO MORIARTY OPENING!!!)
The mist in the setting sun,
I hold out my hand to judgement’s list,
Commit the perfect crime and in its cist burial,
For you, that’s my dying wish.

Set a criminal to catch another,
Those with privilege torment the weak,
Set a criminal to catch another,
And find enjoyment in it.

A bloody world,
And an endlessly discriminatory society, dystopia,
Happiness does not bloom without you,
Set a criminal to catch another,
We are oppressed,
We might take action,
Come on,
Let the end begin.

Destroy to relieve your soul,
Open your eyes,
We’ll be reborn when we lose our lives,
I’ll be forever,
Wilting with you,
Freedom lives forever, even though we die.

I Love You
I love you.
Those simple words, the hardest for me to say,
I love you, not as a friend,
But as something more.

Late nights I spend, simply yearning to talk with you,
We’ll both be tired in the morning, but it’s worth it,
These moments, I enjoy more than ever.
When the world is still just for us.

Early mornings I sit and think, absentmindedly,
Though one talk from you fills my thoughts.
No-one sets my heart aflame the way you do,
And I dearly hope it’s mutual.

Late afternoons my head is swarmed with just
Thoughts of you, you, you.
Sometimes it distracts me, but
I love it all the same.

You are a work of art,
The purest melody,
The softest touch and,
The dearest love.

Though I write to you from my bedroom,
I kiss you in spirit,
And you always remain in my thoughts, my love,
For I love you so.

I love you;
I know you love me, too.

Imperfection
My love, your melody so true,
It’s so beautiful, just like you,
You are the sea, the moon, the stars,
Next to you, I know where to start.

Gentle drawings of us slumber next to me,
With you, I know who to be.
A thousand times we dance together,
And your touch is light as a feather.

Though I am alone, waiting for your love,
I look overhead and smile at the thought of a dove.
An afternoon, alone in Paris,
All around, the sweetest terrace.

Thorns, though entwined, are tender,
And they cradle us as we sleep in pleasure.
A makeshift bed, and we’re close as ever,
I would never be happier in any other endeavour.

I love everything about you,
Your soul, your beauty, everything is true.
Though we’re imperfect, in spirit,
Imperfection is beauty, I’d never fear it.

Every touch, every talk, every dance,
With you, I fear you’ve got me in a trance.

Tears
Tears are okay,
The falling only lasts for a while.
And
I will live on,
In your dreams or your nightmares, oh well.

And so I cry.
The gentle tears slowly crystalise.
Oh, my dear, I’m alright.
Nothing holds me in high regard.

The small summer spring of violin,
And my love I will never quit,
So will you cry with me,
And fill the whole sea,
Or will the scales topple and

I don’t know what to do without you,
For the sinner, curtains call,
One last fleeting dance,
Will suffice enough,
For I know it will satisfy me.
And I know that hold of yours,
I urge you to let me go, be,

We have been together long enough,
I don’t wish to cage you.
My love, you will always be in my heart.
So, let me go,
Or you’ll be caught in the dance of life.

Though I say this, I know it’s not true.
I know I could never let you leave,
For I rely on you too much,
Dear, stay with me.
I love you──
Please.

Dream
Desperate dances in the night,
The clock strikes midnight,
The hands whir and spin frantic,
Orchestral sightings sweet, and ram into me.

And pianos play, and we sway,
Your heart a melody, one so far away.
For sinner’s call, the curtain falls,
Fountains spew and spit.

I think of you often, so cozy in the night,
As stars burst and spin, sharing their bright light.
Though my blankets are warm, and my breath is cold,
I know you’re there, our distance so bold.

I dream of worlds beyond, our creations so true,
An endless cacophony of meaningless

And we lay down for skies in one,
Dance in another,
Indulge in masquerades, though we always find one another in the end,
And slumber together, our shadows twist and bend.

Various instruments signal our opening,
For we are a sight to behold,
You look so pretty, it hurts,
But you never have bad intentions in the end.

Gentle leaves brush by and so do the trees,
Look, my dear, the world’s bowing down for us
For you.
Applause is distant, though there,
For us, for you.

Listen close, for there are now tender songs.
They’re so nice, for us, for you,
If I could, I would make one for you.
Though I lack talent, you see it everywhere in me.

Your presence is the softest kiss of nature,
And everything I see bows down to you.
Maybe this was just a dream, a fair one so true,
I love this, I love you.

Twisted Wonderland
In the midst of twilight slumber,
She stands,
My lover,
Dark like dusk and bright like dawn.
Her eyes embedded with shine,
Sparkle like the deepest sea.

A star, glimmering bright,
My breath held in hushed awe,
A cracked mirror,
Each gaze I pass her like wine,
The smoothest, yet the most intoxicating,
Every spark of admiration fueling,
The fire within.

Her essence sleet through rooms,
Cool winds between those warm lights,
Though darkest days may hit,
Shadows cling, envious,
To her ethereal glow.

While I, unnecessary,
Watch from the sidelines dressed in my own shades of pale,
Whispered secrets while
The world around me grows dizzy with her allure.

“Obsessed,”
The tale woven from fascination is sharp,
Beauty becomes bloodied tapestries,
That I wrap myself in,
To feel her touch.
Every stolen glance ignites a consuming desire.

She drapes herself in not only silks but dreams,
The dreams of many who have yet to come,
Yet I hope that mine
Shines brightest of all.

Though in dark shadows of haze,
Deeper than mere jealousy,
There lies truth of beauty,
Beyond her reflection,
That she holds up to the world.

Night wraps warmly around us,
The darkest blanket, cold and warm,
I know true beauty hides raw,
The untamed hearts that beat,
Hidden beneath gentle laughter,
The fragility of our humanity,
Which has the sharpest ridges.

But Nara, fair Nara,
You have the grace in your crown,
Understanding as a tightrope,
Each step a breath held in anticipation.
And I, forever bound to watch,
Drift in your shadows cast by sun,
Witnessing your sway,
Twirling in echoes of beauty,
Caught between praise and obsession,
Love and admiration.

Let the world sing,
Let it call out your name,
Knowing I am the one who lingers,
Whose heart pulses beneath your art,
Perhaps,
We find beauty unseen,
Etched not in skin but
In spirit.
Woven through the “Twisted Wonderland”,
Of our tangled dreams.

Seeing You
I see you.
In everything,
You roam my thoughts like a lost wanderer,
And I hope you’ll find home.

I see you in splashes of colours──
The joy you bring me reflected so simply.
I see you in cool tones,
After all, they’re your favourite.

I see you in the crashing waves of the ocean.
I see your spirit, I feel the calm,
And I hear the depth of your soul,
And I walk across the sand, wishing for a touch of you.

I see you in the moonlit sky,
The stars that shine brighter in your presence.
The moon, it reminds me of how serene you are,
I bask in your warmth.

I see you in the height of winter.
The cold, just right when I slip into bed,
Imagining you with me.
I feel you in the sweet fall of snow.

I see you in the sway of Nature.
The whispered secrets, like the ones we share,
The gentle blow of wind,
The dance of various trees, the rain we confess under.

I see you in the mirror.
Where reflected, I feel our memories,
Rushing back to me,
Reminding me of you,

I see you in everything.
For my eyes only look for you.

Beauty
Your soul is gorgeous──
No, “gorgeous” is too little a word.
My love, I could write paragraphs, books, the longest in the world,
And yet, scratching the surface is far out of reach for them.

My love, I want your soul,
I want it to wrap around me like the warmest of blankets in the dead of winter.
I want you to love me,
Just as I you,
And realise that your beauty is
So out of bounds.

Disgusting
(ib a poem . it was a very good poem)
Dark hours burst upon my heart,
It’s squeezing, constricting,
Suffocating.
In my starry landscape, the sky is split,
By a shooting star,
Your meteor shower,
Breaks it all in two.

Though our hands are forever entwined,
You feel my touch,
Desperate, wavering,
Sweat slicks my skin and
I’m too cowardly
To face you.

Regardless, I know our hearts,
They do not beat in sync,
But they’re forever captured in the coldest of glass cages.
Ebony though seeping into my heart,
It’s the darkest of syrup, and
It’s all yours.
My heart, it’s disgusting,
And yet, it’s yours.

Hand in hand,
Let’s look into the mirror──
And while I look, I realise my own,
My true nature,
Worsened, revolting,
Horrible.
Even though I’m so sickening,
Your spirit flows through my body,
Kissing my eyes and my insides,
And your soul is my soul,
I have never drank, and yet,
I’m inebriated, through my lust for you.

Insecurities
My love, my dear, my heart so true,
When I look in the mirror, I think of you.
I’m always plagued by horrible thoughts,
And yet, when I enjoy myself with you, all gone.

I’ve always thought my core was spiteful,
Full of hatred, never delightful,
Though, it all gets washed away,
When we’re together, when we sway.

I am plagued with insecurities, and yet
When you hold me and soothe me, I don’t fret,
After all, though I may be fragile,
You love me, and thus I can be agile.

So though I may harm myself with words,
Your touch soothes it in hundreds.

Ballet
Just as I jump into the air,
I feel all the eyes upon me,
As I touch the sky──
As I feel your touch on my waist.

The lights dazzle and sparkle,
Glimmering in my eyes,
Shining in yours.
And, for a moment, I’m utterly struck.

The world is still, even if for a moment,
It feels like forever as I take a look around.
Though I’m distracted for just a second,
My eyes can never truly stray from you.

The music is enchanting,
It resembles how I flock to any sign of your presence,
The soft melody and the stark of chords,
It’s almost as if it were made for us.

Ah, it’s time for me to step down,
And yet we continue our dance,
Delighting our wonderful audience,
While you delight me, too.

Dreamland II
In a distant dream,
The brightest gleam in my eye,
Upon a fleeting facade one never knew,
It’s there,
My soulmate,
The other, better, half of my torn being.

In the darkest flame of the darkest fire,
I seek your cold present for respiration.
In the deepest hour of the deepest clock,
I’m plunged by time in your warmth and presence.

My eyes flit around the landscape and
They land on you,
They light up and I will rush to you almost every time,
As you are my soulmate.

Every chance I get,
I will indulge in you,
You are so perfect, why would I not?
After all, what if my time with you is limited?

In a lovely dream,
We both spectate the pleasant show,
Put on specially for us,
Destined for witnesses, and so we will be.

My hand seeks yours,
Now the dream is over, I will give it to you──
As, remember when you took my hand, and took me to Dreamland,
The Dreamland is you, you are all that I dream of.

Winds
Breezy winds like a twilight’s embrace,
Just like your love,
So lovely and profound.

Through bathed in gold fields,
They gently trace,
Whispers so wisping,
A calming sound.

With every zephyr your essence lies in the breeze,
Breaths of creation lie in nature’s gorgeous scene.

In each of your caresses,
My heart rests in ease,
By dark wisps of wind that weave serene.

Beneath the moon’s soft sliver of glow,
Like ocean’s dark waves upon the shore.

Your love surrounds me, it’s pure and true,
A tranquil touch, I adore so much.

In morning lights, the winds arise,
With your love-hushed whispers sweet as dawn appears.

They speak beneath blue skies, your name,
And my fears, my deep fears, banished.

Meadows we lay in sway as breeze’s kiss,
Nature’s song plays in harmony.

In every gust, I find the truest bliss,
And see your love through summer days.

As evening falls and our stars align,
Wind’s embrace feels just like you; in our hearts that forever twine,
A symphony of the truest love.

Clock Hands
Clock hands lie, broken from their home,
Sharp as a shard of glass.
They tick no more, as they don’t have a mechanism to follow,
It was to be expected; someone broke them.

Now, how can we tell the time?
The hands are gone,
Without them, we can’t do anything…
It’s better to sit there, and wallow away, until a solution never comes.

An echo of midnight calls, or so I imagine,
For the shadows are the only ones there,
A desperate call as broken steel cries out, weaving lost minutes and hours,
In their dismay.

A tarnished wisp that once shone in gold,
Now tars into a thousand shades of grey.
Hearts with quiet torment now ring in seconds,
Hold on, when did this get poetic?

A chime that I ache for, never comes,
Bells that ring off-key,
A mournful chill and
A picture of disdain.

Wait a minute, am I missing the point here?
Yes── this poem is about you.

Though the clock is now broken,
My love for you will not be,
Even though minutes can not ring,
Who cares when they never mattered when I’m with you?

Twilight can fall, and we can watch the stars,
No longer bound by time,
So yes, the clock hands are torn off,
But to me, they always have been, because time stops when we’re together.

A Letter, to My Ivy
(ib cure,,, alnst)
My dear ivy,

To the tips of your fingers, allow me to touch, and to the tips of your feet, allow me to be.
Your honeyed spirit oozes through me and merges with my blood, like it was meant to be there, maybe it was. In your gaze I want to disintegrate, I want you to hold on to me and never let go. My entire body’s a whole palace of want for you. I’d beg for you to leave scars on my body, harm me so that you are forever etched onto me, so that when I wake in the night through night terrors, I can run my hands over my injuries and pretend you’re soothing me.
I don’t want a teardrop of my being to remain, not when I can drown in you. Not when we can consume each other and finally become one, for this love I have is too much to describe in any other way than it being an all-eating entity inside of me. I’ll love you until the falling stars blur in a valley of Time, until your glassy lips are reading every word I have etched into my very soul.
Even if you become frigid and harm me with icy words, I will carve them into my skin and love them each because they come from you. I’d make sure they’re forever engraved onto my eyelids so that when I open my eyes I can revel in your words.
You can tear me apart and notice my pain, you can sew together every scar and I’ll melt into your palms. I’m sick, tired of every night I lie awake, imagining us, imagining your gaze where I can unwind as I’m finally seen by someone, instead of caged in dead silence or the drip of my tears.
In a music box, I could relay to it the melody of us, so in the darkest hours I can wind it up and listen to the tune of the purest love. Though my body does not know how to, I could dance with you to our song. We can engulf ourselves in my mind palace and dance until our feet hurt; only then can we watch every star that twinkles, and know that all of them barely hold a candle to our love. We could be lost in “forever”, we can write our story as the shooting stars blur to Time and on your warmth of lip, you can read my soul.
Maybe one day you will turn cold to me, but my love is like edelweiss, and I will always love you in return.

Love,
Your dear fern.

Purity
Purity;
A gorgeous word, and what happened to it?
When we’re bare, we’re pure, and
We’re in our truest form.
Aren’t we?

Sometimes I stare at our memories,
And bask in the redamancy.
Since you are so sinless, unlike me,
The heavy pressure of guilt held on my back,
But you are guiltless, and when I’m with you, so am I.

Every time I have habromania,
It’s always of you,
Always, always, always,
For you are my amorous love,
And you are so thought-filling.

My dear, your amaranthine love so true,
These words make me think of you.
For every pretty word, you instantly come to mind.

Purity;
Purity describes you.
You are so angelic, my love,
And when I’m near you,
The stains of my being burn away.

Melted Gold
Melted gold, it oozes onto warmth of being like blood,
Gold, a substance so pure.
The slow way it falls as it touches heat,
Reminds me of myself, when I’m around you.
You are so shiny and sparkly and I wish for hours I could run my fingers over you,
Dark is the night, but you shine so bright,
Like the sun.
My soul resides in your bright eyes like jewels,
And every bell that tolls strikes me, reminds me of
How smitten I am with you.

Flower Picking
The feelings of happiness is like flowers,
When you pluck them, one by one,
They go woosh! and wilt immediately,
Nevermind, the colour is enough for me.

Every day I pick flowers as if they were just for me,
As if I have a secret admirer who plants them for me to pluck.
A lifetime of growing to be something great yanked away in just a fleeting moment,
All for my happiness. All for me.

I need more joy. I need

more

happy.

Pick, pick, pick,
More for me!
Pick, pick, pick,
So pretty in my hair.
Pick, pick, pick,
Delicious flowers, so simple and pleasant!

Beneath my feet, a scared flower stands alone.
I reach to pick it, to free it of its confines, of its roots.
All in a fleeting moment.
And yet, it’s not enough.
When I look around all of it is bare,
The result of my hunger for joy.
The carnage I leave in my wake.

When I think of my loneliness, sometimes I want to cry.
Shedding tears makes me feel better, but
It doesn’t resolve anything.
So I just cry more, until everything and everyone around me has drowned in the salty sea of my tears.

Suddenly the scared flower doesn’t seem so distant anymore.
And that is why I’ve decided I must become its friend, its lover, and
That is why you are my flower,
The only resource of my joy.

Search
My, your love is so fun,
I love to frolic in it, bathe in it like never before,
You fill me with undeniable joy,
Like the warmth of setting sun.

My poetry is too understating,
And yet I know you love it,
For though my writing is not the best,
My feelings shine through, a melody so true.

When I feel sad, I always ask you for help,
And though it may not show directly,
Your love is all I need,
To feel happier, better, lovelier.

I can reach for the stars!
But only if you’re the star I’m reaching for,
For you burn so bright,
And you’re so out of reach.

My love, I bask in your glory,
You are the one I search for,
Every day,
Every hour.

New Year
I regret nothing,
Watching as the clock hands tick to midnight.
And happiness fills me as I realise, it’s a new beginning.
Yet, I write on.

The past year has been filled with many things,
Joy, sadness, anger, excitement, but most of all,
You, fill me with so much love.

I’ve been feeling blank this start of year,
But when we met,
I felt excitement stemming from curiosity,
And now, I only feel love.

I want to know you,
So I can enjoy everything about you,
And now it is a new year,
And now we can be further together.

Every year that passes, I will hold on to you,
Watch as we grow closer,
And yearn as the fleeting years go by.

Happy new year, my love,
And may it be the first we share together of many.
But years don’t matter much to me,
Not when you are by my side.

You Are My Delight
Yearly anticipation, flying on by,
On the highest plane of existence,
Understanding the future that is to come.

Apricity that you bring every day,
Reveling in the glow and warmth,
Endearing, isn’t it? How I jump for you.

Meraki fills my flowery words,
You are my subject, my lover, my quintessence.

Deriving delight from our every word,
Endlessly in your spirit,
Light may pour in after dark.
In the cracks of my heart,
Gripping my soul with every spoken sweetness.
Hear how I beat for you,
To you, my very spirit.

Becoming You
I can’t begin.
You fill my every being.
The soul in your essence stains my own.
So much so that I like to act just like you.

I look up to you so much that I strive to become you.
For us to be one.
To share our blood.
Our flesh.
Our bone.

I copy your mannerisms.
Every word that falls from your lips.
The way your hands move.
I want it all
For myself.

You’re too incredible.
I need to have you.
To swallow you up.
I crave your warmth
And your very being.

Everything about you
Leaves me captivated.
I follow your siren song
That will either lead me to my doom
Or your arms.

Poison Apple
I’m created with malice boiling and bubbling inside of me.
Every drip-drop is full of hatred.
Spite flickers off my being,
And that’s what I’m made for. To fuel disgust.

I’m carried with revolt.
Everyone who holds me, my creator, pick me up with two fingers only.
That’s okay
I was made for destruction, anyway.

I’m carried in a basket, staring at everyone else who are so picture perfect.
Normal apples, while I carry poison…
Then comes the victim.
I’m captivated.

The way she carries herself,
So regal,
So incredible,
So
Unlike me.

I’m offered to her,
I want her!
I want her to hold me and pacify my tears.
I want her to pick flowers with me.
I want her to love me.

Her fingers on my skin, so soft and gentle,
She holds me with such wonder,
The wonder I harbour for her.
So fascinating!
For a moment I want to jump up,
Yell, scream, warn,
And run off with her.

But I can’t.
I have a duty…
I wish I didn’t.
I want my duty to tie to her.

I watch sadly as she falls to her doom.
There must be something I can do.

Looking around for a solution,
I weep for her, my love,
Though we only met in a matter of moments,
I fell for her, fell for her deeply.

I kiss her, maybe it’ll be my last,
And suddenly! She awakens!
I’m so surprised, I stumble back,
But she’s awake! Alive! I can have her now!

I’m filled with such bliss,
Maybe she’ll love me too…
After all, I pine for her so,
But for now, she’s my love.

Stop!
Reach for the scissors.
This is a hard decision.
I don’t like decisions.
They
Hurt.

Sometimes I look at my trembling limbs and
Worry for myself.
Why do I shake so much?
Why can’t I
Stop?

The clock seems to mock me.
Taunting, teasing, ruthlessly.
Every tick feels like agony.
Hours pass like seconds and I
Can’t stop.

I’m dragged along in the stampede of the universe.
I can’t stop to wait.
If I do, everything will move on.
Without me.
Letting me try to
Stop them.

Somebody else should make this choice.
Why must I do it?
Why is it always me?
Who’s left with the hardship.
The struggles of
A human?

Why…
Why?
Why?!

Every speck of water that ruins the page,
Leaves me saddened,
Oh, it’s happened again.
I destroyed it.
I always do this, with no
Way to stop.

The sad turns to anger.
I don’t want to do this anymore.
Why should I, when
Everyone doesn’t care?

The scissors are right there.
I take it, and
I’m going to cut.
My hair, doesn’t need to be so long.

But right before I can cut my hair off,
A ray of light blinds me.
Who?
What?
Why?
They pull me forward and
Beckon me to stop.

And just like that, I put the tool down.
It’s you.

You.

You are the answers to my whys.
The one who protects me from everything bad.
At least you worry for me.
And, for you, I’ll gladly
Stop.

Dull World
Fading colour.
It dissolves into a monochrome world.
What is this?
Why is everything…
…So dark?

Around me is a painting in purely black and white.
No colour,
Nothing.
All is dreary,
And dark.

What happened?
Everything used to be so pretty.
Splashed with colour,
Vibrant and bright.

Though I disliked the cheer at times,
I miss it now.
Maybe once I thought it was annoying,
But now, it’s all gone.
And I wish I had it back.

Light has waned, and dark has waxed,
Every step I take is through heavy breaths.
I just want everything back.
I didn’t want it to go away.

And then, through the mono,
I see someone.
I’m dull as well, who could this be?
Who is so colourful, and so out of reach?

I shakily reach toward them.
Maybe they’ll be my salvation.
After all, I’ve been looking for a way,
A way to revert everything.

But as I reach,
They seem to get farther away.
They were just here,
Now they’re there.

I lean too much and fall over.
It’s my end in this flat world.
No colour for me,
Nobody to love.

Nothing left.

Until,
The colour illuminates again.
It’s bright and it hurts at first,
Then I recognise it.

It’s
My saviour!

The colourful one.
They’re holding their hand out to me.
They’re so luminent it hurts,
But I push through and let them hold me.

The world transforms in front of my eyes.
Everything isn’t back to normal, but,
It’s better.
This person, my saviour,
Has made the world more pleasant.

And I love them for it.

Ice
I reach for the frost, scraping it up,
The window is almost opaque, frozen over,
It’s cold to the touch and my hands hurt a little,
But it’s snow, lovely snow, I haven’t seen it in years.

Every step I take is filled with anticipation,
The lighthearted moments are coming back to me,
Every snow day where I enjoyed with my friends,
Everything feels so gauzy now.

This time, I get to spend it with you.
Hoping that you enjoy it as much as I have,
We can play together!
Light on our feet, just like every snowflake.

Maybe we should cave our name into the frost.
It may disappear later, but,
The memory will remain.
That counts, right?

You remind me of all the ice.
Not cold, but fun, and lovely and nice.

Hate?
When we’re all told,
That the opposite of love is hate,
But how can it be hate when
Hate still lives,
Breathes,
Fierce as sin and,
It burns like hell.

It has a beating heart.
The very root of its life,
Just like love, isn’t it?
The only difference is that,
Love feels nicer.

When I’m in love,
I get shy.
But I also like to give a shout,
Show them how much I do love them.
Love feels pleasant and so does my lover.

Hate is different.
Hate boils and bubbles like fire.
It consumes all and leaves nothing.
That’s why I don’t like to hate.

You, I could never hate you.
You are the very epitome of love,
So much so that I like to embrace you,
Let you engulf me.
Let you hold me.

I love you,
And it feels good.

River
Peering at my reflection,
The water is so still.
It only ripples and bends and twists,
And then,
Goes back to normal.

I want to become a water.
Nothing bothers them.
I can be perfectly calm.
People will like me.
People will need me.

Water is so fun,
When you dip a finger, the water changes.
Now it isn’t the same anymore,
Like a person.

Water is very beautiful.
The calmness of it all,
It’s all tranquil.
It makes me happy.

Water reflects you, too.
The reflection could be wavy, but at least it’s pretty.
I like looking at myself in water.
It’s peaceful.

With the river, I feel myself.
I know myself.
I can be
Myself.

And that is why, I’ve decided
That you are
My river.

Camera
Dearest,

I find cameras intriguing. They’re devices made to model an eye, right? Except, your eyes can’t take pictures.
I wish they could. I wish you could just blink and snap a photo, so I can keep it in my memories forever. But that might be rather inconvenient, wouldn’t it? To take a picture every time you blink.
But, still, if I saw you in your glory, I would love to store you in my memories forever. My love, you deserve it. If your divine form ever hit the “aperture” of my eye, I would adore it if only I could keep you in my dreams for eternity. Alas.
Does your appearance really matter when you are always to be beautiful to me? I do not care what you look like any more. You are gorgeous in every shape, every form. So, I really won’t mind. Still, I would love to caress your cheek and hold you close, my darling.
Every step I take toward you, I feel your warmth. Your light. Your radiance. What you strike within me; fuzziness all around. If only I could overcome all that holds me back, then I can guarantee your love.
For now, I can simply bask in the azure of you. Your entire soul, which I wish would engulf mine, let us become one, for being two is not nearly enough. What say you, my dear?

Love,
Your love.

"Overstimulation"
Amidst the maelstrom of senseless emotion,
I peer in the dark, a sign of devotion,
Everything I see feels far yet near,
Makes me wonder whatever am I doing here…

Lost in a whirlwind, senses ablaze,
Disorientated, overwhelmed, unable to make sense of this maze.
Worlds speed up, colours flash,
Everything flies by, in a blur, abashed.

Whispers all around, fighting to be heard,
And yet, all I hear are buzzes and blurs.
Senses get flooded, like a dam breaking after the storm,
The rush of water, filled with scorn.

Within my tangled mind,
Everything a web, I feel so blind.
Ensnared by the symphony of sensations,
A spider’s coven of imagination.

A frenzied orchestra whos crescendos cast shadows,
Upon my thoughts, everything a deep wave of shallow.
Every note, every uprise, every piece of delight,
Whenever I look up, all I see is bright.

In clamour of chaos, my senses, they cry,
For chorus of disarray, the sounds pry.
Pleading for respite, I don’t deserve this,
The sheer impact of sights and sounds that threaten my bliss.

A tempestuous wave of sensations that crash upon my being,
Rock my very soul, my rationality fleeing.
An endless cacophony of meaningless noise,
Of meaningless sound, everything toppling my poise.

It tears at the very fabric of my tranquil soul.

But your soothing presence, it cradles me, sends refuge,
A gentle veil upon my frenzy, the relief being huge.
You who gingerly trace the outline of my lips,
A tempest of stimuli quiets, the way my fingertips dip.

I surrender to the soothing lull of your loving touch,
You, oh darling, the soothing balm who soothes the storm, as such,
You become my safe haven, a bastion against the chaos,
Threatening to unravel the threads of my weary mind, your charms.

Your voice stands out against the sounds,
A beacon of calm, quiet but not too loud,
Respite from the whirlwind of overload,
Gently subsiding in you, everything I owed.

All which hurts me, replaced with the gentle tune,
Of our music box, our dances, a boon,
In the fleeting flurry of overstimulation, I found myself lost,
Every inch of my skin ripping apart, being tossed.

Yet there lies you, the island of tranquillity,
Where the symphony of sensations ebb away to your ability,
Your calming voice guides me home,
Driving away the dark who roam.

You, my love, are the oasis which cradles me, lets me live, through the malice of overstimulation.

"Liebe Nara,"
("liebe nara" part is ib liese by rammstein <3)
Schwarz, the canvas upon which I dance,
With feet as brushes and hands as paints,
Dot it with stars known as hope and joy,
Fragments of dreams spill here and there.

Schwarz, the breathes between songs,
Each inhale feels like a weight,
The small strum of a guitar and
Every whistle that moves my lips.

Liebe Nara, “lass die Gänse,”
I want to try something new with you,
If you’re willing to put yourself down,
Come, take my hand.

Schwarz, the endless abyss of despair,
Pulls me, tugs at me into its warm depths,
Cold embrace filled with dread,
The void that sucks up all my hopes and dreams.

Schwarz, the unknown who lurks when I’m not looking,
Shadows of uncertainty that join hands,
It’s a blanket of mystery that I hope to unravel,
Weaving webs of shadows, du spinnst!

Schwarz, shades hidden beneath blankets of mystery.
Secrets that peek from corners, I peek too,
With the burn of night that hits my face,
Everything feels so dizzy.

Liebe Nara, in der Einsamkeit,
Will you with wave of hand make the dark swirl,
And tolls of bells that alert me to your presence,
Will you with love in movements paint your music.

Weiß, the pure and the innocent,
Untouched by all that is nasty,
Everything will be fine,
Not stained by wickedness and evil.

Weiß, beacons of hope and shine,
Light that dances around in pairs,
Like moth to flame;
I can appreciate light, too.

Liebe Nara, sobald der Tag den Mond getötet hat,
Will you take my dark-induced palm,
Don’t worry, I will take care of you,
If you’re not friendly to me.

Weiß, a pristine slate awaiting the heavy footfalls,
Creativity and innovation that I can break it with,
Hue of unbridled joy, of fleet,
When all the colours melt and merge.

Weiß, an embodiment of revelation,
Awakening, hope, triumph,
The first snow that is so fragile,
Mirrors my soul, so weak, I cough.

Liebe Nara,
“Lass die Gänse,”
Ich will von deiner Haut probieren,
Du bist meinen Farben und ich liebe dich,
Ich verspreche.

Carve Open My Chest
Be careful, dearest,
When you carve my chest open.
Don’t you know it hurts?
But I’ll endure it, because I love you.
Watching as you slowly pull my heart out.

Are you satisfied?
Or do I need to tweak it more?
Anything I can do is for you.
Because I love you.
You’re looking over the wounds.

Even without it, my heart swells.
It’s in your hands now, like it’s always been.
Because I love you.
Maybe you were disgusted by the suggestion,
But looking it,
How do you feel?

I’d more than happily tear my body apart for you.
What about the pain it will cause?
It’s okay, pain is necessary.
And even more so now,
Because I love you.

Take my soul, my heart, my body,
Yes, I’ll give it all to you.
Because, I love you.

But hey, give them back, alright?
I do need them.
Otherwise, how may I use my charred lips to kiss yours?
And how will you hold me if there is nothing to hold?
We can tangle our bodies within each other,
And I need mine to do that.

For now, you can have them.
I don’t need them back so soon.

Sea as a Witness
Folded hands across the sea,
The sea, vast and azure, reaching corners of the world,
Ebbing and flowing, ever flexible,
Reflecting endless depths and boundless possibilities.

Restless and everlasting canvas of blue,
A mirror, a reflection, every wave a dance,
Everyone has their part to play.
Even people like me.

It weaves its brush without care,
No pressure put on it,
Painting the world better than colours,
Its cool blue says enough.

Stretching as far as it can across horizons,
Sometimes peaceful, sometimes raging,
Shimmering aqua, deeper than ever,
Ever-changing, like my humanity.

A silent witness to the passion of time,
Carries with it stories from another world,
If we sit still and listen carefully,
Maybe it can share with us.

If you sit with me for a day near the sea,
And if we rewind the clocks back,
We’ll have plenty of time.
To go on mini adventures.

I could spew tales for you,
Only if you wish.
Anything you desire,
Can be made with a quick word.

Let the sea be our witness,
With its flowing depths,
Its deepening stories,
That it threads together.

And as the waves crash the shore,
Listen to my stories, of galaxies and yore.

Sing For Me
(ib hallomann by rammstein; yes i know the meaning of the song this is the better ver trust)
Hello, dearest one,
How are you?
I’m doing great, but,
Don’t say another word.

You don’t have to waste words on me,
Just take my hand.
I’ll take you on a trip you’ll never forget,
We’ll stop time and love ‘til our hearts content.

It is already dawn and you are glorious,
When bathed in its summer rays.
And have you seen the sea, well,
It compliments you even now.

Take my hand…

Sing for me, come, sing,
A detested dance for two.
Dance for me, and then,
We’ll live together,
Just me and you.

The sun is waking early,
And with it, me.
Another day of exploring, come on,
You won’t regret it.

Give me your word, your voice and your hand,
We’ll build something beautiful out of skin and daylight.
Nothing may be the same,
After our encounters.

Sing for me, come and sing,
I’ll go to the earth’s end for you.
Dance for me, come, dance,
Every jewel in my possession, all for you.

Hello, my dearest.
How are you?

Sing for me, dear, sing,
This time I join in.
Dance for me, and then,
We’ll freeze into time, become history itself.

Just come on, and take my hand.

Diamant
(ALSO IB DIAMANT BY RAMMSTEIN!!!!!!!!)
When I look at you, all I can think of is,
You are beautiful, so beautiful.
My eyes only draw to you, feel happy looking at you,
You make the world wane and that works for me.
Can’t look anywhere but at you.

And that glimmer that lights up your eyes,
Oh, all it wants to do is set my soul ablaze.

Your gorgeousness reflects that of a jewel,
Are gorgeous to look at, like a jewel,
But please, hold my hand.
We can dance on diamonds together.

So clear and pure, mirror-like,
The light you let off, you glowing,
Want to take you captive to my heart,
But what cannot love must hate.

And that glimmer that lights up your eyes,
Oh, all it wants to do is set my soul ablaze.

Your gorgeousness reflects that of a jewel,
Are gorgeous to look at, like a jewel,
But please, hold my hand.
We can dance on diamonds together.

What power, the one you wield over me,
Gorgeous like a jewel,
Your light that reflects onto me,
Lights my being on fire.

Your love a candle,
I never want to blow it out.

Look At Me!
Pleading for you to look my way,
Look at me, look at me.
Enter my sinful self, just to get you to look at me,
And I know that it’s enough,
Still, I need eyes on me,
Every second of every day.

Amorous gazes that I peek when you look away,
Could you ever realise?
Know that I long for your gaze, your touch?
Now, I can only stare from afar,
Oh, how I burn for you.
Would you ever turn your head?
Look at me the way I look at you?
Eager for your attention?
Drawn-out words that I wish get to you,
Give me your love,
Enjoy my presence, please?

Making me happy with every spilled word,
Yet I yearn.

Frail in vain, I shiver in winter’s cold hours,
Even so, your warmth,
Enveloping me, I embrace it,
Loving the way you can look at me,
In the ice, I look for you,
Nearing the brink of defeat,
Gently you can rock me and,
Silently I’ll watch you.

Imagine my surprise when I open my eyes,
May they flutter and twirl when I see you.

Bliss fills me when your eyes turn to me,
Ego-filling and it just fills me to the brim with joy,
Glorious how you simply shine in the light,
Graciously turning toward me.
In the limelight, I simply beg,
Not for hardship, but just look at me,
Goodness, just look at me.

My Heart Burns
There’s darkness weighing upon me.
Every disheartened step I take feels like the last.
My body aches in tiredness,
And yet I trudge on,
For your sake.
Meanwhile, my heart burns.

I can only look down.
It makes walking easier, and better.
But every once in a while, I peer up.
At the ray of light that blisters in the black of the dawn.
That’s what I’m trying to get to.
The silver lining.
And all the while, my heart burns.

I stumble upon an obstacle.
It’s a giant wall that blocks the light.
Gazing up at it, I realise I can’t climb it.
It would be so easy to give up now…
…but I can’t.
I need that light.
My heart burns brighter.

Somehow I made it.
There was a gap, typical.
My journey is not at its end yet, I keep moving.
Staring at the muddy ground, but not so that I trip.
The light that calls out to me,
My heart burns.

Along the way, more obstacles.
Do they really have something against me?
It’s annoying, and yet, I don’t care.
As long as that ray of sun is there, I can get through anything.
It’s my life’s mission to get to it.
My heart burns.

Every step I take, my heart burns and blazes.
Everything gets brighter.
So bright that I’m blinded now, but,
I can feel you, and I want you.
I let my heart burn.

I make it into your abode,
But I still have steps to climb.
So weary, so weared out,
And yet, as long as the burn in my heart lingers,
I have to get to you.

My tiredness begs me to stop,
I just need to rest.
But rest can come later, for,
I’m almost there.
Just
one
more
step…..

And then I fall right into your arms.
I open my eyes, and realise,
There is my light.
There is my ray of hope.
There is my sunshine, standing there,
Holding me.
Ever so gently.
My heart burns again.

Just then, my exhaustion catches up to me,
And I fall asleep, standing right there.
It’s okay, I trust you to let me rest.
After all, with that trek I took,
And the smouldering my heart did,
I deserve it, no?

I would never rest if not in your hold.
My heart burns, in delight.

You Who Shine
You who shine, I stand next to you,
A mere addition to your bright light.
You who glimmer, I peer longingly at you,
Wanting some of that warmth for myself.

You who sparkle, I reach out to you,
I’m selfish, but everyone wants your light.
You who simmer, I find myself in luck,
For I of all people am worthy of breathing you in.

You who glisten, I watch in awe,
The sun that catches your features accentuates your glory.
You who glamour, I ponder in silence,
What must I do to have some of you?

You who glitter, I attempt to get your attention,
Sonnets, aubades, odes, everything, just for you to bless me with your eyes.
You who twinkle, I slump as nothing works,
Not even a glance my way.

You who radiate, I’m blinded by your grace,
I who should not look even near you.
You who shimmer, I look forward to seeing you,
Every single day, I’m beatified by your presence,
A kiss to your hand, have I charmed you yet?

You who gleam, I who dull,
With every step I take, the dark,
You who fluoresce, I who depress,
Finally get a piece of your light, your radiance, your glitter.

You who shine, I sit beside,
Sharing your spark, I’m the luckiest soul to have you.

Darkness
(ib black sorrow; alien stage)
Unchanging shadows that mold our fates,
Even when I strain my eyes, I see nothing.
My dreams go up in smoke, your gaze the lighter,
Every daydream of a universe where you feel the same.

The dark around me deafening,
The closer my steps to your light, the further away it gets.
Closing the end of the book, after adversities,
No hope will resound, nothing left but void.
Nothing but the crimson smell of the blood leaking from the stars.

Everything your fingers touch,
Everything your eyes behold,
I pray with my hands haemorrhage that one day it’ll be me.
When the sand in the hourglass runs out,
Alter our serenades and destinies,
I whose shine ran out.

Darkness blinding, losing myself,
Every fawn-like step I take makes the word spin and distort.
At the denouement, at least I know,
All will wilt, everything waning,
Nothing but the bleeding of the night.

That such despair, you cause in me,
Just by my love,
You who paint black melancholy upon my heart,
Forlorn’s shawl,
I who ache for just one, fleeting kiss.

Pink!
Pink! My favourite colour,
Warm and comforting like a hug.
Yes, pink, such a soft colour,
Compliments me perfectly.

I wear pink clothing, super cute!
I buy pink items, oou, so fun!
Everything around me is pink, pink, pink!
I think you can tell I love it.

Pink flowers, smell so nice,
In my little pink garden.
I lounge around in silly pink pajamas,
And decorate my room in pink.

That doesn’t mean I dislike other colours, no,
Yellow is just as thrilling.
The colour of the sun, which smiles down upon me,
Super happy, super joyful~

And so I paint my bedroom in yellow too,
My two favourite colours.

And I add blue to my list,
It’s such a silly colour.
Beautiful in many shades, plus,
It’s your favourite colour, too!

Or, one of… Since it’s a cool colour.

Our colours can blend together,
When we live with each other!
We can make our bedroom pink and blue,
Lovely colours, for lovely us.

I love every colour you love,
So don’t worry about my opinion.
Just tell me your favourite colour,
And I’ll make it a symbol of us, our love.

I Love You, Nara! II
Indescribable despair, resolved without a touch.

Learning to grow and love in your presence.
Oh, so do the flowers, who turn to you for sunlight,
Vague laughs that hide beneath carpets.
End the story, wait, nevermind, it’s not done yet.

Yearn for your everlasting grace,
On the floor I lie, yet I make no haste,
Unto your life, I bestow upon you.

Nara, look at me, I have flowers for you.
And they thrive in your presence, what a lovely sight.
Really, now, just take them!
Agile living, learning, growing, I love you.

Sleep!
Carry me, I’m tired,
Sleep calls my name,
It’s alright, we’ll slumber together,
Watch as thorns entwine, they shape a heart.

That heart, it resembles us!
An eternity of love,
And yet, an eternity is too short…
How about two eternities?

We can make a symbol for us,
People will look out and say, “That’s them!”
We want that, no?
I want that… we’ll be recognised as each other’s. ♡

When you lay me down to sleep,
I want you to lay down with me.
Your presence always eases me,
Much easier to sleep when you’re there.

While you’re at it, could you read a story for me…?
Yes, I KNOW it’s childish, but I need to hear your voice──
Come on, it won’t be that bad!
Just speak to me, and I’ll drift off, dreaming of us…

Immortalised in my dreams, we are joyful,
Everlasting in our love.
Now look at me, how my face shines when you are near,
I look at you, unable to stop the growing smile.

It’s almost splitting my face apart, embarrassing, really…
But since you’re here, embarrassment doesn’t matter!
We’re almost asleep, the night watches over us,
A fleeting day, many more to come, whatever, I’ll brave it for you.

All for you, I’ll face every challenge,
So long as you’re there to sleep with me every time I get home.

Happy Birthday to my Darling Wife!!!!!
Hues echo and shiver across rooms,
All to reach their hands out to you.
Playing and dancing in dimensions,
Peacefully holding each other’s attention.
Your presence reveals all that is hidden.

Baffling, how you mean so dear,
In your striking eyes, my love, I leer,
Reflect unto me the nature of your soul,
Trust me, your being does make me whole.
Heaven lies where you walk,
Darling, will you blame me when I stalk?
After all, it won’t be that bad..
You’ll only have me right next to you…

My love, it’s all true;
Yes, the yearning I feel for you.

Decorate me in bunting and banners galore,
And then I’ll cry, “I can’t take it anymore!”
Really, then you can laugh,
Laugh, and that’s when I realise my other half
Is you! As it should be!
Now you know you have the key~
Give me your love, and I’ll give you mine.

We’ll create the most perfect picture the world has seen,
Intended for that, I feel so keen…
For now, thought, I have a message; a clue?
Evermore I wish a happy birthday to you!!!!

Soulmates Couplets
Stars twist and weave, and with every sigh,
They pluck one human’s soul out from the earth.

Upon a loom, they weave the soul’s fate,
Pull the spinning wheel named destiny.

Everyone gets one, even if they don’t like it.
They keep going on, hoping the stars will reconsider.

But the stars never reconsider, they’re the cruelest,
Simply watching as we near our doom.

Me, I never usually pick fights,
Until I met you.

I was fully ready to battle each and every star in the sky,
If they haven’t woven your name into my fate.

Invading the sky, but then,
I see that we are at the top of the soulmates list.

Us, we are soulmates.
The stars took our souls and intertwined them.

I couldn’t be happier, my love.

Compass
Take me, and let me guide you.
For I’m a compass, after all.
If you trust me to set your pace, I’ll trust you to take care of me.
Keep going, we’re almost there~

I wonder where you’re going?
You seem to be quite joyful.
And you have all your things,
But I promise not to peek !

I respect you and love you after all,
You’re my lovely darling.
When I’m with you, I feel warm,
You make me feel cosy.

I want to do something for you.
So take my hand, trust me on this,
Let me guide you,
I will take you anywhere you wish to go.

You said we’re almost there,
And I’m so excited.
Anything you’re looking forward to makes me happy,
If they make you happy.

My grip on your hand tightens…
This way, that way!
As long as you trust me,
I trust you, too.

My love, we’re almost there~

I thought we were going out, but it turns out,
You brought me to where we first met…
Darling, how sweet!
And this is exactly why I love you!!

I’m overwhelmed with love,
You always fill me with joy.
I love you so much~
And I will always guide you.

Flowers From My Body
Flowers will bloom from my worn body,
Each one of them something new.
They all talk to me, talk to you,
And I pluck one as a gift, to you.
Take it, it’s from me,
I will give up my entire soul as tribute to you.
For, it was all yours, no?
Everything I own, all yours.

My flowers, you seem to enjoy.
So I will keep growing them, just for you.

I Love You, My Burning Fire
You, my dear, the burning fire,
Lights up the world with your tears.
Unstained with wickedness, you shalt be my desire,
When you drink up my soul, I leer.

Every desperate dance is a chance for me to get close,
Each touch a whisper unshed.
Without your breaths, my face twists; morose,
My head following where your heart led.

You ignite words in my mind that have never been,
Devoid of it, every glance tedious.
Yet when my gaze falls upon you, seen,
Suddenly everything clears, no longer mysterious.

You are the type of pyre that cleanses,
Delirious, maddening, frightening, unfortunate.
Cherie, every time you’re near, you shatter my defenses,
I can’t help being unafraid, you’re too important.

Though you to me are perilous,
I will kiss you, for your skin is glorious.

Our Wedding, Divine
A never-expected day is nigh,
For I always thought I’d be lone evermore.
Certainly, I have wandered the world alone,
But all of that doesn’t matter when we are together.

You are the purest melody I have ever heard,
Could listen to you forever.
Every basic need, forsaken,
For you, my only need.

I will doll up for you;
Dress me up just for you.
Every touch just for you,
My entire life, just for you.

Even the universe revolves around you,
You have your own pull,
And I, victim to it.
Victim in the sweetest way.

This day is perfect as you are,
Filled with the sweetest of honey.
I promise to hold you, love you, adore you even,
Forevermore, even farther than that.

Lovely, today is the best day,
Though unexpected for me, our wedding perfect as ever.

Kismet
Fate aligns, the stars, they dance──
Every delicate twinkle yonder in a trance.
Dainty nebulas, sway and curtsey,
While the sun watches over them with mercy.

Ephemeral shimmers wash over angelic divination,
Yet every word floats off to another nation,
Destiny a dewdrop upon the universe’s fickle leaves,
And the tree trunks who lost them weep for it grieves.

Bewitch me with your unearthly whispers galore,
Watch me fall to your trance; hearty wisps adore.
My hazy heaven topples fawning to your silk words,
And dusk drops into you, flawlessly blurred.

Eloquence bathes in your presence, at solace,
As every gorgeous swan leans in, watch us,
You tenderly laugh as I frolic,
The sunkissed light shines on me, it’s comic.

Darling, your opulence glimmers even in the pitch black of night,
And you beloved cherub cheeks are enough to melt back my bite.

Your Troubles
Oh sweetheart, no need to fret,
I can be all you have left,
I will hold you and love you so dear,
Nothing will bother your weary ear.

Now, watch as I swallow you with love,
Every worry dissipates, strong as a dove,
You won’t be troubled anymore, dear you are so true,
Every word, every glance… I mean it when I say “I love you.”

Every problem that comes to meet,
Gone in an instant, all at your feet,
As I simply bow down, look all around,
No more things to panic about.

We can simply be as you hold my hand,
Now nothing bothers you, aren’t you glad?

Heartstruck
You shoot an arrow right through me,
Cupid’s bow, truly, I’ve never been hit
With such ferocity, fascinating really,
Now look at me, a fool in love.

Even when fear strikes me, I don't have to worry.
Because you’re right around the corner, aren’t you?
And I can rush right into you and cry as much as
You hold me and love me as much as I need.

That fear doesn’t matter, it all melts away,
Bye-bye to all the sorrows that haunt my mind,
If i had to choose between you and me,
You always come first, every time.

So I let you strike me with as many love arrows as you want,
Because I will always give in to you, won’t i?
My sweet cupid, I can only fall for you more and more,
Every day I think of you.

Maybe my words aren’t good enough, but I know that you are,
Leaving me heartstruck, addicted to your love.

Waking Morning
Every day I play in a desperate dance,
Whirling across the toughest glance,
Visions flowing through my head;
Only to watch them end up unsaid.

When the sun waves through the harsh windows,
I can only hiss and look upon those,
Nestle further into your warmth of skin,
I’d gladly spend all my morning within,

Wake up every crushing day, feeling like a chore,
At least the first thing my eyes see is you, nothing is a bore anymore.
How I get through the day, it all depends on you,
For you have the brightest of all impacts on my mood.

This road we both walk and share,
Can only lead somewhere──
When you follow me, the truth,
Can’t immortalise like you do, unforgiving of youth.

I wake up every morning, you are the only thing I want to see,
When my gaze falls upon your face, my fulfilling emotion is glee.

Romance Bloomed
you the view known to time,
a pretty lady such as mine,
kiss me once but once is not enough,
oh how i revel in your flowing bluff.

even love stops to look at you envy,
every star burst that happens for you one of many,
now look how i've hit the core of earth,
falling so hard it could be called rebirth.

whenever you don't spare words for me, when i for you,
i don't need to get upset because i love you too,
maybe when you wake up i've talked at the crack of dawn;
and you, too sleep filled to speak your lovely words, can let out your yawns.

every sound you make i want to wrap myself within,
to have your dear voice carved into my skin,
i a fool unbeknownst to you,
can only laugh it off unable to face the truth.

yet i carry on for i know our love,
my romance bloomed from the deepest depths above.

Clamour Of Delight
After your clamour of delight I chase,
Sparkling eyes watch in awe and make haste,
Evermore feeling you too skin-deep,
Nothing prepared me and yet I can weep.

See, see, how I trail after you, lost,
Sea, sea, oh I ask for you at no cost.
Witness me, guide me, I won’t leave,
Just need you even when I plead.

Every kick in the sand coughs up pleasure,
Your beauty hidden deep within your leisure,
Can amuse myself with anything,
But they only amount to nothing.

Keep our dreams hidden inside our heads,
But we can always search for it, sparkling red.

Puppet
It's absurd, pointless, nonsensical,
How you tug on my heartstrings,
Can control me how you wish, i will gladly comply,
Will be your puppet, your lovable puppet.

Love to relinquish my life to the stars,
So long as you are the star.
You shine so bright, my soul is yours,
Encapsulate every sappy emotion seeping out my heart.

Would pay my whole presence to you,
Now the world falls and collapses around,
What a beautiful lady !
I blindly follow your dear stories.

Make me a turning point in your life,
Contemplate how you would be without me,
Unfortunate, no ?
To not have my voice constantly ringing in your eyes.

I can cry in pain, you can soothe my woe,
Every scream i let out suppressed by your love,
Asinine words fall upon an empty blanket,
My eyes can be hollow yet filled with you.

When you are next to me, i've never looked better,
Will be your adoring puppet when you want me to be.

My Star
the water ebbs, so tranquil,
just like your heart, that beats like mine,
we're not too different, no?
when i'm so close to you──

the day brightens when you're around to brighten it,
the sun envies your shine,
and the night falls, gleaming under your gaze,
the moon is sick with jealousy for your serenity.

none of them could compare to your glory,
but if i had to encapsulate you in one of them, you would be the stars,
for i can reach them, and they are so gorgeous.

my star.

Valentine's
Halcyon in your syrupy words,
And I find nothing here absurd.
Please, with whatever you touch, observe,
Pleading with you to love me that way.
Yes, you will? My love.

Vastly flitting eyes that behold your stare,
Abhorrent of the universe when I am not with you,
Let me be desperate, for once, please? And watch as my
Entire world just revolves around you.
Now we can dance upon the clock together!
Try it, you’ll see,
Immediately how big my love for you can be.
Nearly as big as the ocean! Or bigger!
Ending? Never! You believe me don’t you?
See, see, look at me!

Dopamine increases when your presence increases,
Amorously holding your hands,
Yes! See now, just hold me──

Music starts so play when you sway with me,
Yearning for your sweet caresses.

Dear, now look into my eyes,
And tell me what’s inside,
Realise the truth;
Loving you comes so naturally,
In every day and every night,
Never leaving my thought, I ask you,
Graciously── will you be my Valentine?

My Everything
Darling, look deep into my soul,
Look deeper than you already have ventured,
And you will find nothing but pure love,
Like honey.
The sweetest you’ll ever find.
You’re content with me, right?
I’m content with you,
Even more than that, I’m happy with you.
You fulfill my joy needs much more than anyone else can.
Is that an achievement for you?
How I sweetly await your warmth to embrace,
How I daintily kiss your hands with grace,
Everything I do is because I love you,
Do you love me too?
Because I have a pleasant little feeling that you do.
You, my Cupid, my everything,
My God, my universe,
My lover, my soul,
What I want to be with you transcends mortality,
I am bound to you for eternity,
Tethered by my own ropes to your wrists,
And I don’t even want to complain about it.
Maybe I don’t like being bound, but to you, I’d throw everything away if I needed to,
Yet I have so many doubts.
Still, despite, I will keep pining for you,
For your love, returned in full,
I’m sure you love me, and I love you.

Sleeping Beauty
Thorns covered in disgust curl up around the walls,
Each sharp tip a mock of disdain.
For now we are closed off in our own little hall.
A result of my actions, no, consequences with chains.

Would everything have been better if I managed to turn over the page of this storybook, I wonder?
Would you want to wake me from my eternal slumber if I looked appealing enough, I ponder.
Espying my blood-dried tears, now come to me,
Kalopsia in our dire situation, the hollow walls filled with debris.

Come, come, my love for you is equal to siorai,
Now, now, I dearly hope without me your life is lacuna,
Yet even as I lie in wait, observing the spikes closing in with charisma,
How I ache for your prickle, for me to hurt myself on your spindle's end.

Lament me, lament me, I cry but I know that you would,
My everlasting utopia of us swirling around, an illusion if it could,
Sweetling, sit with me, let me brush your hair,
The silk of it eases me into our slumber, you're too fair.

Let us ignore the dangers around us, no need to dwell,
Shut out on the frantic whispers and the loud tolls of bells,
I will always run from what I've done, but you don't need to either,
Because as long as we're together, I could care about neither.

You are my entire storybook, my fairytale's woe,
My Sleeping Beauty, though a thousand times more beautiful,
Allow me to take care of you, of your frightening bow,
My shameful purification, my sweet release.

Pay no mind to the thorns now almost poking us.
We should go to sleep, and watch,
As a thousand years go in the blink of an eye,
Worth it when we are so tangled with each other, it will be zenosyne.

Nocturnal
Every day I put on a disheartening dance,
Enchanted whirlwinds breeze past my delirium in mind,
Vines that twist and bristles that curl,
Though my eyes are tired, my voice continues to swirl with glucose.

An inferno of emotions blaze by, and I find myself,
For once in the shattered mirror I search for the universe in your eyes.
The matches burn bright, put them out,
Butterflies alight upon my bruised lips.

I peer at the clicking crows that all fall silent,
Looking upon them, nine that observe,
And a letter falls gracefully unto me,
Perhaps a harbinger to heed, yet not enough anyway.

My humane heart is in your delicate hands,
You who breaks my night-time cycle,
If I was to be reborn, you would still stubbornly stay in my memory,
My stunning deja vu, now, I've seen you before.

Hear my raspy rhapsodies, and taste how my eyes delight,
Sweet one, you are the reason for my nocturnal calls.

Mirror
The mirror tells me all I need to know,
The truth, proof of your love,
How pitiful I feel, you should let me kneel,
For my infatuation can only make me reel.
Do you know how I leave your rose-red lips with a kiss?
Do you know how my touch sears unto your deepened hug, I missed?
My bad end, forever I will drop into your deadly arms,
Drawing up a paint of the most sweet charms.
Vague letters spell out your honey, drips down my lips.
Nectar of the syrupy kind, only bringing the sweetest bliss.
Mirror, mirror, tell me the answer,
Ask me the questions, find me, your charmer.
You, the fairest I have known,
Find me, your prince, how I have grown.

The Happy Prince
You with your wings soar high above the earth,
Far out of reach of my cold, glistening skin,
Though you must have needed rest, for you perch beneath my feet,
Preparing for slumber, yet it starts raining.

My tears gracefully land onto you, how inconvenient!
When you realise, you scold me for drenching you.
I simply tell you who I am, and you ask why I weep.
And I call.

"Swallow, swallow, little swallow," for your nimbleness is to be admired.
Will you not stay with me for one night? I cry out to you, for there are people in distress, children who need,
Pluck out the ruby from my glistening sword, and take it to the child.

You intended to leave, yet stayed by my pleas,
And stole away with my ruby.
Helping the small boy who was ill by my request,
Feeling warmth engulf your soul, how curious.

One more night. Intending to leave.
And yet I still call out.

"Swallow, swallow, little swallow," for your agility resembles the beauty of birds.
Will you not stay with me for another night? I beg, for you simply must assist me.
However, you are waited for, though my voice echoes in the cold night air,
Alas! I have no ruby now, simply my eyes, and I would like you to take one of them, for they are made of the bluest sapphire.

Though indignant, you stayed despite the chill,
And left me with only one eye.
Leaving the student with cold with my vision,
The last day, now you truly must leave.

You have come to bid me goodbye. The cold is getting to you.
And yet, my calls reverberate.

"Swallow, swallow, little swallow," for your beauty brings single-handed the awakening of spring.
Will you not stay with me for one night longer? I understand the winter, yet I have more requests, my selfishness.
Despite the snow beginning to fall, I keep pleading,
Do as I command you, take my other eye, the other azure untold.

Weary now, you stay with me longer,
Taking my other eye with,
Give the wailing little match girl with a fortune,
You, with your large heart, must stay with me now.

I have no eyes, you will be my sight,
Tell me all the stories you have.

"Dear little swallow," I whisper, with a final ask.
Take my skin, my golden feathers,
Spread them across the city of poor,
For, there is no mystery so great as misery.

Promising to stand by my side, every feather you pluck off,
Leaves everyone cheerful and merry,
Now you come back to me, tell me all you see,
Though the cold has gotten to you already.

"Good-bye, dear prince!" You cry out to me, knowing your end will be nigh, "will you let me kiss your hand?" for you have come to love me.
"You have stayed too long here; but you must kiss me on the lips, for I love you." I return your kind in favour.
Alas! Once more, you smile the saddest of smiles, for it is nowhere but in death you can go.
And kiss my cold lips for your final time.

When your lips touched mine, a curious crack,
Something has broken.
It is my tired heart, for I cannot live without you,
And must join you in death's embrace.

There is no still life to live, so I will dance with you now,
Us, the two most precious things in the city── you, my little swallow, and I, a once-happy prince, who has found happiness once more.

Try One More Time
Maybe everything was once, for me darkened in sight,
The world lights itself before my eyes,
I know you better than you know yourself, right?
Keep spinning, and pining, for my prize.

Now, a clock's ticking, we must dim every light,
Prepare our stage for the greatest show in history!
Murk that lurks will be disregarded, so focus on me,
Love, love, now try one more time.

Even when I trudge through the thickest of fogs, you continue to be the hazy light,
No gloom can look without melting away,
For that, I thank you, my shine in the night.
I will never rest until my show is over.

I know you wouldn't judge me, nor upset me,
You are the only one allowed on my stage,
And now, I can play the role I've always wanted to be!
Your sweet lover, evermore.

Try one more time, hold my hand, I'll help you get through it,
In fact I'm eternally at your side, so you might as well try, love. ♡

Buildings
One day I passed a building.
It was a gorgeous building.
And then I thought of every other building I've seen.

It must be a lot of work to build.
I've tried building once.
But I failed, as always.

Sometimes I wonder what I do with myself.
I can't keep up with much like others do.
I don't like putting in effort.

Effort ── my worst enemy.
What does it mean to put in effort?
Why should I put in effort? It's never fruitful.

Perhaps I look on the wrong side of things.
But I have already dug myself a hole.
And I will keep digging, and digging, and digging until I fall.

That building spurred bitterness in me.
Though, I'm always bitter.
Spiteful. Hateful. Resentful.

Until I met you.
What a curious being, you.
I found myself immediately infatuated.

An odd thing happened, when you expressed your love to me.
I started putting in effort.
Effort to please you.

I'm building something now.
Isn't that cute of me?
Something I once was reluctant to do now excites me.

When you feel happy, I feel happy.
Even more so when I caused your happiness.
You helped me climb out of that hole.

Now whenever I pass buildings,
I can only think of how much you would enjoy visiting them beside me.
To go places with you, my biggest desire.

When I build my love for you,
Just remember that it's made as a monument of us,
Built with our memories, it shall never crumble.

History Tells Some Things
Every story needed to tell,
Could always be rewritten.
People could change the rhythm,
And change occurs incredibly fast.
Are such stories passed down the truest of stories?
Are they trustworthy?
Maybe one or two things have changed.
Or maybe the entire narrative was altered.
It should be written down as told, but even words can change.
An odd thing, is it not?
How we automatically change a story for various reasons.

I know a story.
One that would never be told differently, no matter what.
Our story.
In every universe, just us,
How we've fallen in love every time our eyes meet.
That story, I know it will never be rewritten,
Never told differently. Not at all.
For everyone knows the truth, after all.
We are so perfect for each other, our love story is set in stone,
Our fates entwined and written beforehand,
An unchanging history.

Words No Longer
(vaguely ib sweet dream, alnst)
Words escape me in that moment,
Yet everything emotional spoke words.
I don't know how to say it.
My only beautiful attire suddenly splattered scarlet.
Desperate for the liberation of my free words,
But in your embrace I feel luminous and regardless.

Nothing but a slipping fairytale,
Finally a weighing day where both of us are allowed to speak to each other.
My lover, O Moon, is this,
Spare me! If only for a moment!

In the night that separates us,
I listen for your heartbeat that reunites us.
On the day that brings us together,
I see the whole universe and more sparkling in your eyes.

Your flitting tune broke through the shawl of despair,
Paint fit to make you shine,
I want everything you have, don't you?
Perhaps that is only a craving meant for quiet lovers.

O, my lover, you are the whole world for me,
Even when it splits apart, I know you bring it back together.
Should I apologise for my overbearing?
No problem! Everything is OK when I am with you.

Do you know what to say?
Or shall we settle for our comfortable silence?
I know that look, you speak millions of words without even opening your mouth.
"I love you."

Just Enough
Do not worry,
Everything is just enough.
Not too large,
And not too small.

No need to go over the top,
Everything is just enough.
No need to fret over anything,
Nothing to bother yourself about.

Any sweet gesture that comes from you, I'm happy.
Everything is just enough.
Small spoken words,
Or large declarations.

Gifts are lovely, unnecessary but lovely,
Everything is just enough.
Every whisper un-shed in the night,
Tops everything I needed, no more plights.

In the morning I wake up and look at the sun,
Everything is just enough.
With intent, trace over your lips with mine,
And that is all I need to do in a day.

In the afternoon I'm not too busy,
Everything is just enough.
The small tap of your hand on my own,
It alerts me that you're here, you're fine and you're comfortable.

In the evening I sit and watch the sun once more,
Everything is just enough.
When you lean against me, how my heart flutters,
That moment, I am content. Truly content.

In the night it's time for us to drift into the warm embrace of sleep.
Everything is just enough.
The thrum of your heartbeat near my ear, I can only sigh with happiness,
Slumber couldn't be better.

See? Everything is perfect when I'm with you.
No need for worry.
Everything you do,
All your lovely actions,
Your steps,
Your words,
Everything is just enough.

You are just enough ── enough for me to love with my whole heart.

Yours
Did the moon ever shine so bright
Than when I saw you upon this lithe night?
A peer, an envious leer,
Pale and animosity may lurk here.

The rays of silver dance and bathe us with a single glow,
First we may bask and next we can go
To our loving home, our cold house,
Warmth untold and everything silent with not a sound.

A thousand well wishes may come your way,
Yet mine will always be the biggest to stay.
Surely I am always with you,
And so my words must stick with you too.

I've often heard the words, "We live only once,"
But if that's true, then I'm sure we can with blunt
Fight off the one life and give ourselves many,
My lover can only bring me such lives, if any.

Come here, come with me,
What's yours is mine and what's mine is what you'll be.
My arms are where you belong and therefore I should be in yours,
Though I know you won't mind, it wouldn't hurt to ask, of course.

You Have Me
You have me in the palm of your hand,
Can do whatever you want and I will go along.
Me and you could entwine to one another.

Our lives were curated for each other,
We will always be seen together, lovely.
You have me in the palm of your hand.

I would run through every challenge just for you,
In my writing I bear my soul to you, bare.
Me and you could entwine to one another.

Dance with me! We'll spin and spin and spin for eternity.
In my dreams you always make an appearance.
You have me in the palm of your hand.

My betrothed in heart, you're the only one I allow on my throne.
Expel the sorrows and woes that ail you,
Me and you could entwine to one another.

Hand in hand, we both no more alone,
Hand in hand, my love, come to me.
You have me in the palm of your hand,
Me and you could entwine to one another.

By My Side
You are the sole occupant of my thoughts,
Too overwhelmed, I melt in your presence,
Too much confusion, candied feelings,
Yet I here dream of something else, something much different.
Do I want too much?

But would you please scrutinise me?
Oh, dear, please scrutinise me.
It's my darling request, you can't refuse,
I dare to do with you what I could not even think of.

I will give you the purest ring for your finger,
My hand in yours, just a gentle squeeze,
Now you're chained to me forever.
How do you feel? Ecstatic, right?

You are my light, when I'm with you I feel released,
Memories of you engrained into my very being,
Maybe I feel embarrassed when I have to face your divine self,
But I never regret a moment with you.

No, never,
My lost umbrella now belongs to you.
You, the downpour,
Lucky I love the rain.

When my eyes fall upon your incomprehensible soul,
I can only allow myself to feel elation.
I plead with you! Love me as I love you!

I didn't know myself until I met you.
You showed me who I could truly be.
Who I could become,
But I will only become that person if you are by my side.

My Lover, The Sea
Here I stand at the shore,
Staring at the deep sea.
It does nothing, simply waves,
And yet it speaks millions.

It is a sulky day, and the skies are gray,
Yet the ocean is a brilliant blue.
Even though the world may not agree,
The ocean keeps raging on and on, regardless.

Would that I could run into the sea and let it become part of me,
Immediately I would take that decision.
Though I must stay on this earth...
For I have a lover, who is my entire life.

My lover, whose beauty makes the sea pale in comparison,
My lover, who makes the grey skies a distant memory,
My lover, who makes the sun shine brighter with her presence,
My lover, who when I remember loves me, makes my soul lighten up.

She is my everything. My life.
My everything.
My joy.
My angel.
My saviour.
My forever.

I love you, my sweet.

Opposites Attract
"Opposites attract."

The rule of magnets. It's common knowledge,
At this point, everyone who knows about magnets knows!
The opposite sides attract, while the like sides repel.
So it's only natural that it applies to people, right?

I've seen many cases of "opposites attract,"
Some people are polar opposites, yet still manage to find something,
Does it make sense? I suppose it does,
Since the two ends of the magnet are North and South.

I've seen people who are mostly different attract,
People who have mild differences attract.
Maybe it really is true that opposites attract.
But is it truly only opposites?

Solely opposites who attract?

Because when I see you, my heart starts pounding,
My palms get clammy, and sweat appears upon my brow,
My insides churn, but not in a bad way,
Like butterflies.

You definitely attract me, my attention, my everything,
My love, my devotion, my infatuation.
But are we truly opposites?
I've found traces of myself in your sparkling eyes.

When we talk, I find out more and more,
About you, things that I relate to,
We're so alike, yet so different,
Are we opposites? Or the like?

This I wondered for days on end,
Is it truly attraction I feel?
Does the rule always apply?
Until I concluded.

Opposites do not always attract.
One must not be a magnet to attract.
You are the magnet, and I the ferromagnetic,
You attracted me, and I fell for you.

Now I can live in contentment, knowing that I love you.
And maybe opposites do not always attract,
But I know we do,
And that is all I need to be content.

Loved Monologue
O, her love feels so grand,
Perhaps a deity that hath graced this land,
Every swirl of the candle wax that drips;
It makes my heart slam insistently in my ribs.

Everything around her may melt,
Unable to handle such a hot presence,
Yet still, yet still I with cold hands
Can touch her, can caress her cheeks.

Must I wait for daybreak's hello?
Is it a necessity, one that is urgent? Why must I wait for the sun's glow?
The moon is ample light, and silver rays shine beautifully,
I can most definitely weep to her now, surely?

My love is sweet, yet even if not,
The poison that trickles from her lips, hypothetically,
Could never faze me for I am blind to the troubles
Others may have with her, I simply do not care.

Nothing may compare to my unfiltered adoration for her,
No amount of "you are like the moon to my sun" can encapsulate the blur,
The rush of emotions I feel when her eyes meet mine,
Can fulfill my every wish, perfects my life.

O, Lover, heed my sighs and my deep wishes,
Come to me so that I may be filled with you, only you.

Love Life
(ib sex by rammstein... heh......)
I look into you and I'm filled with luck,
My love for you surrounds,
I'll look deep into your soul,
And── oh my! Your knees get weak.

Thousands of flowers left at your door,
And I demand for you! Nicely at least.
Let me crawl underneath you, so that,
We are one and the same, fused in soul and body.

Come here, I know you love me too~
What's mine is yours and what engulfs you,
Everything is better off with you than not,
We only live once...

I look at you and I feel lascivious,
Even with imperfections all I can think of is flawlessness,
I'll look dearly into you, feel amorous,
Everything about you just blissful.

Forgive me for such lecherous thoughts──
I will always sing for you!
A blooming desire to forever be close,
Come here, my sweet, I know you, truly.

Forever yours and always within you,
Better lightened up with your presence,
Encapsulate me as deeply as you do.
We only live once...

I love life, only because of you.
I'm in love with love!
I live...

We only live once,
But I want to live endlessly with you.

I live because
You.

Stay
You are my dear, the one who I grew to love,
My addiction to you only increases day by day.
You are my key to true happiness,
When I look at you I feel the best.
Maybe I can't trap feelings in words,
But do you truly mind?
When I peer into those enigmatic eyes of yours,
All I can see is love.
It makes my heart flutter,
And so does yours, since you know I love you too.
Every time I feel too gross I know you don't care.
You love me.
You know I love you too.
And I can't help but squeal when thinking about it.
Truly, you recess me to a child with a crush.
Isn't that cute?
I never thought I'd ever feel this for someone.
Yet you make me feel this way. How odd.
I don't mind, though.
My dear, my dear, my everything,
My god, my universe,
Always stay with me, and I'll feel pure bliss.

Sweet
Sweet, sweet,
Everything about you is sweet.
You're so sugary I could eat you──
It's a good thing I love sweets.
I would chew on you if I could,
Would that be weird?
You are the most saccharine thing I have ever seen.
Now, sweet one, come to me,
I shall take care of your honeyed self,
And make sure that you are always preserved,
In your gorgeous self.
I love everything about you, though,
Your sweetness just adds to that.
So sweet, even sweet can't describe it!

Tolerate Me
Regalness floods my every thought,
Unable to think of anything other than the beauty.
And here I wallow and suffer in limerence,
Too much longing to overflow my senses.

Every time I try to open my iron eyes,
They stubbornly remain bolted, blinding me to the world,
Around me everything spins yet I cannot see it.
Maybe it's best for me to remain unseeing.

I can sink into sweet slumber, and dream of you.
You, who plague my dreams every night as it goes.
Infatuation grows with every vision, yet
I can't have you all to myself, can I?

No, not at all, you're busy.
You have things to do.
No time to entertain my whims no matter how much I want you to.
I can't bother you; I'm too insignificant.

That being said...
I still can't help but feel this blooming sense of hatred for everyone around me,
Everyone who isn't you.
Is it selfish of me? Perhaps.

Your nobleness puts mine to shame,
And yet I can only find myself besotted with you.
Will you tolerate me for a final day?

A Curious Poem
A dazzling breeze,
A charming hand,
A dearest masquerade,
A sweetening force of nature.

What must all these mean?
I could craft the most divine of stories using them,
And yet I fall like a fool to your feet,
Your allure is too strong, a magnetic pull.

May I sweep you off your feet?
It's no use if you've already done it for me,
I may as well try! Take my chances.
You never know when you could win.

A dull nightfall,
An unfortunate dance,
A glimmering star,
A shine in my hair.

When we lean onto each other and gaze at the stars,
Haze may cloud my vision, but I'll always find my way,
To your welcoming arms, filled with such warmth,
Could never be more satisfied with you, forevermore.

I have long since stopped finding beauty in the world around me,
Yet you, you are the only beauty I see,
Whenever you are surrounding me,
Though you make the world disappear, you also accentuate its glory.

A bedazzling demeanour,
A soft lover,
A deep slumber,
A satiated soul.

Your Bitter
(ib malleus draconia's overblot chant. Yes. I know.)
The cherub surrounding holy Wallachian flames,
Dear saint, your bitterness is gone,
Where must I find it? Where have you put it?
Glory and angels of deepening blaze,
Where must you come from? Where did you get Darius?
Malicious, hallowed Wallachian inferno,
Your spite is dissipating; must I provoke you?
What would I give to feel your emotion once more,
Your animosity, benevolence, repugnance, tenderness, I want it all.
Saints and angels of sacred fire,
Sacrificial lies make no sense! I peer at you, the bloodless moon who blushes,
Holy hatred spared from veiling,
Do you feel holy hatred?
So I will collect your dream of harrowing sorrow,
Do you only have my blessing, lover?
Fate is slow in its ecclesiastical endeavour,
I plead for you to break the cycle and pull yourself back to me.
Redeem myself, my dear holy fire.
Must I demand for you, now, saint?
Too many questions plague you; forget everything now,
Waves of terror envelop me when I am no longer with yourself,
Encircle me with your heat, and I will accept you,
Forever and evermore, my saviour.
Where hath your bitter gone?

All For You
Bedazzle me with your dashing charms,
Accept my gentle nothings and daring words,
Could ever you find a lovely person such as me?
No, I reverse this question── a marvellous lady like you cannot be found elsewhere.

I suppose I'm lucky that I have you, then?
Why, that's as simple as it gets.
My dearest, you and your everything are akin to the heavens,
Is it so selfish of me to want you to myself?

How many words must restrain themselves from my keen lips,
Before they all spill like water?
I shall paint you a pretty picture on the canvas of my wall,
So you may be immortalised in not only my home but also my thoughts, just as you are.

My words reflect into your honey eyes,
I stare at my screen just as I would if we were face-to-face, lost in your eyes.
Let my love stir with yours until I am you,
When I connect with you, I feel complete.

The more I focus my gaze on you, the more I want you,
I want everything to do with you.
Even the simple mention of your name makes my heart beat faster.
You are my endless supply of love, one who I can shower with it, too.

Every day that shines, you are the reason,
Every night that sleeps, you are the reason,
Every time my heart beats, it's all for you,
Every one of my poems, it's all for you.

Take my hand, take me to dreamland,
My love for you here and there is "forever".

Longing
Sweet one, I long for your touch.
I long for your embrace, your love, your presence.
I long for you in a way that I've never thought of.
How absurd; this longing, I wallow in desperate limerence.
When the word yearn was created, it was created for me.
It was created for us, for the two of us to be.
I wish for your gentle hands to cradle my stained face,
For your loving arms to hold me, to make me safe.
Is that too much? Can I never ask?
Must I be reduced to watching from afar and crying unabashed?
Now, I will admit it; I want for you in a new way.
Please, my lover, come to me, and fulfill my day.

Forest Walk
With some hesitance, I trod through a tall forest.
The trees seem to be mocking me, how small I am.
They loom with taunts, but I ignore,
After all, they're not what I came here for.

What I came here for...
I'm not sure yet.
But I know I like the forest, so I keep walking.
Regardless, these thoughts are useless.

I'm careful not to trample plants,
They have a life, they should thrive.
The animals are wary, yet,
They leave me alone, for the most part.

Even the sky is neutral.
It doesn't seem to mind me.
When I left, it was just past nightfall,
Now it's a dull dark blue.

Why did I come...
I suppose I simply felt bored.
There's no deeper intention.
No, nothing comes to mind.

I stumble upon someone, in the middle of my stroll.
This person... they intrigue me.
And despite myself, I find myself putting in effort to get close to them.
They don't seem to hate me....

And suddenly, I catch myself beginning loving them.
The object of my affections, my lover!
So I sprinkle in all the signs that I want their attention.
They don't seem to mind, so I carry on, bolder by the day.

Why do I carry on...
For them, of course!
Maybe I lost my way and was unsure before,
But they helped me, guided me, and I found myself falling for them.

Is that bad? Perhaps.
But now I have someone to love.

A Request
Can I hold you for one moment?
Just a simple request, nothing drastic.
Would we walk together in a slow dance,
I react to your every action.

Beneath the veil of feeling, I lay my heart bare,
For you to either steal or take, what difference is there,
I don't mind either when you fill my eyes with the stars,
How fair you are, how fair is it that we're together.

You're always one step ahead of me, aren't you?
I can't say I care, though.
I'd give up everything for you from the moment you entered my life.
Will you ever leave it? No, I won't let you.

May I hold you? Pretty please?
Hear me, and heed my call,
I know I'm difficult, but I know you are too,
Just entwine our fingers and our fates...

My destiny leads solely to you,
Do you mind? No, of course not!

On Cold Nights
On cold nights, I look to you for comfort,
Even a simple touch would suffice.
Quiet as the nights may be, you always warm them up,
Is it okay if I ask you to warm me up, too?

On cold nights, I peer out the window for even a glimpse of you.
A glance is all I need to feel fuzzy inside.
When our eyes meet, I can't help but feel breathless,
Weightless, like I'm perpetually floating.

On cold nights, I wait patiently for a sign of you.
Of your arrival, of your virtues, of your want.
I want you to completely wreck me, break me and then rebuild me!
I'm always willing to change if it means making you happy.

On cold nights, I wallow in my own longing.
Sweet suffering, lying limerance,
And yet I can only be happy──
For you grace me with your presence every day.

On cold nights, I don't think anymore.
I didn't want to, and I still don't.
Instead, my head is only filled with images of you,
Everything is about you, all for you.

One
Here, I declare us one.
One, as in each other.
When I hug you, kiss you, love you,
My soul becomes yours, and we share it.

What happened? Tell me.
Are you upset? Tell me.
No, not upset? That's good! Still,
Tell me everything, the good and the bad.

I deserve to know, no?
As your devotee.
And if you're worrying, I'll drive it away!
I'll get rid of all your sorrows for you!

Speak to me, even if there are minimal subjects.
Your voice is all I need to be soothed.
Every rant you may go into sets my heart ablaze,
You as the match, hmm, I can't say I care.

Speak! Dear, please?
Every time I hear you, I remind myself why I want to be one with you.

Everything To Me
I will allow you to be everything.
You are my everything.
Everything you do makes me feel small,
But not in a bad way, no, you're too grand.

You've changed so much in me, it's absurd.
Absurd? Yes, ridiculous, ludicrous, just how much have I changed?
For the better, of course, and all for you.
I'll change myself every day to become what you like!

When my gaze wavers, it's you who I focus on.
You who I make sure to keep looking at, do wonders for me.
I want to make new memories with you, will you indulge?
Even if it's fleeting, it's the small things that build happiness.

Especially my own.

Every small thing you do, no matter how tiny,
I pay acute attention to it.
Does it make you work harder?
Knowing that someone is hanging onto your every word.

Doesn't matter what you do, because I'd always rather be with you.

My Treasure
I guard you carefully like one would with a prized possession.
That is what you are to me: a prized possession!
The very nature of my existence.
My treasure, really.

You are truly unique, that's what makes you a treasure.
You shine like jewels, that's what makes you a treasure.
You're one to be protected! That's what makes you a treasure.
You are my love, that's what makes you a treasure.

Whatever you look at, whatever you fancy,
It turns to the purest gold underneath your touch.
And I turn to you, and beg,
Please turn me into the finest gold you can.

I want to be carved into your memory, you see.
So that you'll always think of me.
Surely that isn't a bad wish?
I want you to remember everything, my gaze, my touch, my kiss.

My treasure, I'll always keep you safe.

Dizzy
You look so divine under this moonlit shine of night.
Everything accentuates your beauty, so heavenly.
You are the heavens.
And I would love to be your angel.

That silver moment when you held me with one hand,
Etched into my memory forever.
I couldn't help by repeat that minute again and again in my memory.
My dream came true.

I had always wept for someone, before beginning to forget about it.
Yet you replenished that desire.
Desire, the biggest thing I feel for you.

Is it bad that I get hungry for you?
Just one taste, it couldn't be so bad.
One touch of your lips and I get dizzy.
Not in a bad way, of course.

The world is spinning.
But I want it to spin with you.

The Day Is Cold
The day is cold.
I don't care.
You're my warmth.
I'll cling onto you as much as I can.

The chill is too much.
But I still latch onto you.

Does it annoy you?
No, of course not!
I know you don't mind, so I'll hug you as much as I can.
We can have equal body heat in the end.

On a day like this,
We can only stay inside.

Would you like to play in the snow?
Oh, never mind. There is no snow.
Either way, I'd love to frolic with you.
Let's dance together!

Your heat is enough to drive away any ice.
No coldness here, just love and warmth.

I've hit the limit for words here, ehe... So go to my newer Nara Poem Rentry!!!

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Pub: 25 Sep 2024 16:24 UTC

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