#Octoberfalls 18. Icy Hearth

#Octoberfalls 18. Icy Hearth

Since the day you closed

that door behind you, the stars

stopped twinkling. the sun

was not warm. the rain did not

cleanse. my heart remained cracked; cold.

Another Tanka, because I feel their easier to write.

I will be missing for a few days since I’ll be on vacation. I’ll see you soon!

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#Octoberfalls 16. Notes of Forever

#Octoberfalls 16. Notes of Forever

I have a jar.

A jar of hearts.

The jar of hearts that I collected from my treacherous journey

of life.

The jar of hearts that I pick up and let inside of my own

when I lack inspiration. Or motivation.

It has never failed me.

Until one day, I randomly pulled

out yours.

And your heart began to sing the tales

of me, through you. Of us.

And I wondered if keeping your heart with me

was good for mine because

my heart begins breaking.

Not very happy with the art and the poem. But eh. It will have to do.

 

#Octoberfalls 15. Tempestous sea

#Octoberfalls 15. Tempestous sea

I’m sitting still and straight but I feel tilted.

There’s a storm brewing in my head,

my very own flavour,

with lots of brine and rain to compensate each other,

with a dash of seaweed; just a pinch of death.

and maybe a little Hell;

definitely no fear. No sadness.

Only wistfulness, just a touch.

And I shall feel all right.

  I really like how my drawing came out, but I’m not so sure about the poem itself.

#Octoberfalls 14. Lonely rooms

#Octoberfalls 14. Lonely rooms

I am alone in my apartment.

My smiles are forced.

Sometimes I think I may hurt

my cheeks if I smile because

they’ve been so out of practice.

This pain in my chest is a new constant

in my life.

I am empty. Soul-less.

Just a living corpse walking

and breathing and eating to

stay alive. Not really living.

I’ve been this way since you

have been gone.

This is my new

normal.

A little sappy, sad poem because I haven’t written any lately.

#Octoberfalls 13. Autumn Dance

#Octoberfalls 13. Autumn Dance

A leaf came tumbling

down swaying slightly in the

chilly autumn wind. The colours blended with the floor of the

The colours blended with the

floor of the forest but the

 

leaf stood out, freshly

fallen. browns, oranges, reds

and yellows merged.

A Tanka and a Haiku, because what better forms of poetry to describe nature!

Again, first time pen sketching a leaf. I could do better!

#Octoberfalls 12. Swimming in the cosmos

#Octoberfalls 12. Swimming in the cosmos

We are made of stardust.

When you and I first met, I thought

we were from the same star.

We matched. We clicked. We

loved. We lived. We

collided.

All collisions end

in disaster.

so did we.

I now know that you

and I

are made of stardust.

But from two different stars.

Now I’m looking in the universe for

someone who shares my star

with me.

I hope you do, too.

I like how this painting and poem came out. It was auite satisfying. It’s the first time I drew a mermaid, and of course, like everythig else, this also has plenty of room for improvement.