I reached for you in the endless night,
A fading soul, a fragment of light,
You slipped like stardust through my hands,
Like footprints swallowed by the shifting sands.
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I reached for you in the endless night,
A fading soul, a fragment of light,
You slipped like stardust through my hands,
Like footprints swallowed by the shifting sands.
Continue readingI dug my grave and lay in it.
Here comes a little light scattered through the boarded windows
as the eye goes blink once twice three more-
Hands out like grasping branches I claw
Yearning
(and once again, in this hollow void)
World spinning numbed puppet of Death.
(is this what love is?)
Midnight, comfort for these weary souls,
a thousand little wishes streaking through this rose-tinted twilight-
Here comes the dark, come to take mine away,
little pieces coalesce into an eternal frenzy,
and as I swallow,
the voices strangle my soul.
A maelstrom of memory, a diamond in the rough,
the voices strangle my soul.
Rust, a parasite chewing its jagged teeth through the fender.
(I’m losing my mind)
(I’ve bled your name every night)
(souring, souring bile in my throat, the bitter taste of wet wool thickening until the thoughts go quiet and the teeth splinter where words turn to burning ash)
When you’ve taken it all, what will I have left?
When you’ve stolen it all, who will I have left?
(is this what love is?)
Signing off…
She wakes at five, in linen white,
To a window kissed with glowing morning light,
Her life is soft, her steps are small,
She drinks her matcha, journals it all.
Continue readingNow, as all of you have probably observed, my posts have been growing further and further apart as the bane of the education system saps me of creativity and vivid thinking.
In less dramatic terms, Year 10 sucks, Social Sciences are the next bunch of subjects I’m going to throw a party for when I say goodbye and English teachers need to stop saying “there are no wrong answers” when my practice papers say otherwise…
Be that as it will, something strange did happen. After failing a Geography exam, I spent two whole seconds grieving the non-existent loss of cartographic talent then proceeded to scream in utter joy and hysterically laugh, the realisation that this was one of the last Social Sciences exams I’ll ever fail hitting me in full force.
Continue readingOh 2024, what a wonderful time,
An amalgamation of scares, fails and sleepless nights,
From AI blunders to political gaffes,
You had us all rolling in utter delight.
Continue readingAn entry for a writing competition I recently participated in, with the theme “Tomorrow”. It’s an allusion to the conflict we currently face, so find out if you can do some poem analysis right there :D.
Tomorrow, aren’t I brave?
Tomorrow, please take me away.
Tomorrow reaches out a loving hand,
Just to snatch it away.
Continue readingSometimes I stand there, barefoot in my nightwear,
The emotion in my eyes, concentrated in an angry glare,
In my heart’s abyss, burns a furious flame,
Everyone around me, on them I pin the blame.
“Cough, cough, achoo!”
Here come the holidays,
And once more, poor old Mili,
Is down with the darned flu.
Continue readingTwilight, o twilight,
Won’t you take me home?
The twinkle in your rotten eye,
Threatens to tip me over into the unknown.
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