#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.

 

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Coincidence

via Daily Prompt: Coincidence

That day we collided,

I was really happy.

I thanked my lucky stars and felt blessed

for the first time in

all

my

life.

I saw you every

single

day

and yet it was not nearly enough.

The day that we spoke to each other

not apologizing profusely

was the day I was convinced

fate

has brought us

together.

The times we spent

out of our comfort zone

I felt blessed

yet again.

The day I realized that

I was totally

utterly

truly

madly

deeply

in love with you,

I haven’t stopped smiling.

The day you walked out

the day you didn’t stay back

the day you stopped caring

the day I began crying

(and haven’t stopped since)

I realized,

I must have been a very horrible person

in my past life.

#8. Flowers in your hair

#8. Flowers in your hair

“Papa, why did Maa wear flowers in her hair?”

My hands stilled for the briefest of times.

My smile wavered, but I kept it on.

My eyes stung with unshed tears,

tears that I blink away and glance at the photograph of us

on my bedside table.

“Because, she wanted to smell good all the time.”

As I finished braiding my daughter’s hair,

securing it with elastic bands with fake flowers,

she said, “Is that why you don’t let me wear flowers?”

I winced at her words.

How do I tell my second love of my life that

she is the splitting image of my first love?

That the only difference between them

are the flowers?

I told her, the standard “dad” reply,

“You’ll know when you get older.”

Well, it could’ve been better, but oh.

Lookie! I got myself a header! That I created all by myself!

I’m attempting Rebirth in April with Parvathi. Go check out her poems. They’re beautiful!

#3. Chasing Secrets

“I have to tell you something,”

Your warm breath tingles on my ear

and I feel it all the way

down.

I can’t see you but

I feel the smile on your lips

against my neck.

This is so much better

making my body rise to the occasion.

I sigh.

“Do you need to tell me right now,

right this moment?”

I ask.

You nod; I feel it against me neck.

I open my eyes and to see you looking down at me,

smiling warmly.

And you say,

“I love you,”

I melt into a puddle of happiness and love.

Something cheesy to get through the day! XD

 

#3. Eyes Light Up

#3. Eyes Light Up

I take the book from you

admiring the cover

and trying to figure out what gave you that

dreamy look on your face. 

I put it in the cart

when you try and reach for it.

“I’m buying it,” 

your eyebrows are all scrunched up,

and your cute little mouth is pursed in 

…annoyance? Anger? I can’t tell.

But it is adorable.

I take the book higher, out of your reach,

lean in close and say,

I’m buying this for you,”

You smile, 

like your soul is contented and happy.

Damn. 

If buying you a book will get me that

look on your face,

I’m ready to buy you a bookstore. 

This is probably the most cheesiest thing that I’ve written but I wanted to write! This is The Spring Palette for the Heart, by Me and Parvathi.