26. A List of What’s Left

The lingering scent of those tangerine candles that you bought for me

so long ago. All of the wicks are black and ash to the root. There’s still a little

tanginess to the scent, but I don’t smell it.

It’s in my head.

It was the way your lips, mouth, tongue

tasted.

Your fingers moving up and down my body at an agonizingly

slow pace

making me shudder.

I see your outline in the mirror. It’s dark but I see it.

Or maybe I’ve seen you so many times that I don’t need to see you to know how you look like anymore.

Your laugh always bounced off the wall,

echoing a million times over and over again

like a broken record. But I don’t mind it.

That’s all that is left of you

here, in this room

and here, in my heart.

I’m attempting these prompts with Parvathi over at Queen Talks and these prompts, “The Lonely Astronaut” were set by Amanda Torroni and Tyler Kent White. I’m combining prompts from these and the Official NaPoWriMo.

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25. Undiscovered

If I had a warning label, it should definitely say

“This is far darker than it seems.”

It also makes sense if it says

“This layer is what everyone gets.”

And as you dig into each layer,

new warning signs pop up.

“Lol, dude. This is all you can see? Try digging deeper!”

“Provide with 75% dark chocolate to calm the beast inside.”

“A pack of Hide ‘n’ Seek wouldn’t hurt this emotional mess.”

“Please come back later. Mourning the death of a character right now.”

“This is what it is. Don’t run away.”

Oh this was fun!

I’m attempting these prompts with Parvathi over at Queen Talks and these prompts, “The Lonely Astronaut” were set by Amanda Torroni and Tyler Kent White. I’m combining prompts from these and the Official NaPoWriMo.

24. If We travel at the speed of light, will life still pass us by?

One person to break trust.

Several others to piece it back together.

Sometimes, trying your best is making sure you leave the start line.

Sometimes, trying your best means making sure you reach the finish line.

Irrespective of how farther away life is from you.

The more you try to catch up to it,

the more you realize

that it’s pointless.

So, take it easy.

Your life, your pace.

One day, you’ll look back on life and laugh at it,

just like it did all these years.

My brain is mush.

I’m attempting these prompts with Parvathi over at Queen Talks and these prompts, “The Lonely Astronaut” were set by Amanda Torroni and Tyler Kent White.

23. The Art of Losing Sleep

Coffee.

I needed coffee at 3 AM today morning.

I woke with a start, drenched in cold sweat.

It was a nightmare, and I knew

that if I didn’t wake up,

I’d be dead.

So, I woke up.

Drank coffee.

Opened up my computer.

Opened an untitled Word Document.

Began writing them all.

Exorcising my nightmares like this

is a great therapy.

Again, apologies for my absence! Gonna try and make it up tonight!

I’m attempting these prompts with Parvathi over at Queen Talks and these prompts, “The Lonely Astronaut” were set by Amanda Torroni and Tyler Kent White. I’m combining prompts from these and the Official NaPoWriMo.

19. We are so far from our dreams

Look outside my window and see dark grey.

it is a wall. There used to not be a building. They built it.

Depending on what time of the day it was, I see light

streaming through the gaps.

It is summer, so bright glow.

I sit on the edge of my bed

remember how wonderful it was before the wall was built?

There was a smaller house next door, with a sheet roof.

I could see the blue sky and the cottony clouds floating by.

The sounds float away when your focus is

somewhere else.

It does not matter if you

completed or not, you will feel calm enough

doing it the night before

letting the cool breeze caress your face and pages.

Play some music and this is practically all you want in life.

Some food would also be nice, but if you were not hungry,

I suppose the window without the wall is

just enough.

Oh this was FUN! It was an erasure poem following the prompt by NaPoWriMo. Here’s the whole text that I wrote:

April 19, 2018

I’m attempting these prompts with Parvathi over at Queen Talks and these prompts, “The Lonely Astronaut” were set by Amanda Torroni and Tyler Kent White. I’m combining prompts from these and the Official NaPoWriMo.

 

18. Quiet Now

Something hurts. I can’t place where. My heart? My head? My whole body?

I should be dead but I feel the pain so, sadly, I’m not.

I’m laying between two men. I don’t know them.

I’m on the floor. Naked. Hurting.

I feel sick. But I can’t voice my pain out. I’m so tired.

It’s very quiet in here. The men have satisfied looks on their faces. And I lie back.

Today’s prompt by the NaPoWriMo was quite intriguing. It was hard and I did not expect this poem to turn out the way it did. The poem that I used today was Sick Room by Langston Hughes. It is a really good poem.

I’m attempting these prompts with Parvathi over at Queen Talks and these prompts, “The Lonely Astronaut” were set by Amanda Torroni and Tyler Kent White. I’m combining prompts from these and the Official NaPoWriMo.

17. Flowers on Galileo’s grave

I’m packing up all your stuff.

Your eyes follow me around the house from the million pictures of us all over the walls and the tables and the mantle piece and TV stand.

I can tell which photo is exactly where. You would remember the exact date when it was taken.

I liked that balance about us.

But now, it’s tipped.

I don’t know if there’s anyone who will even it out.

I don’t know if I want to know if there’s anyone out there.

There was just you.

Getting back in my game is hard. Forgive me for this poem.

I’m attempting these prompts with Parvathi over at Queen Talks and these prompts, “The Lonely Astronaut” were set by Amanda Torroni and Tyler Kent White.