My latest Poem: “Reaching for the tallest branch”

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The words disperse,

and her heart rapidly beats;

as she reaches for the tallest branch.

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It’s not that it is unknown,

it is that she realizes what she once dreamed about

became her present reality.

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The touch, the unbroken promises,

and the assurance that they are whole. 

She exhales, she hopes,

as she reaches for the tallest branch.

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The denial that absorbs her insecurities,

she knows in her mind she will fall again,

what can reassure her?

Just herself, as she reaches for the tallest branch.

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and the fear of freeing her patched up heart. 

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An apparition that signifies the start of a journey,

that is freeing her patched up heart.

After many failed attempts at healing damaged chapters.

What, if anything, is left for her to give? 

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An unfair question to herself.

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It is this moment when she becomes aware,

that everything she is has never left

and the emotional beating was the wall she created.

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What now?

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She once looked in the mirror, in a dream, as an elder.

She faced fear, regret, everything she didn’t want to become.

It haunted her, until she set on to stop it from being her reality.

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She lets go,

she opens up,

she loves again.

She reaches the tallest branch.

<3<3<3 Love, Ellie <3<3<3

 

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Last Memory

A poem I wrote tonight. Photo is a painting I made. Enjoy 🙂

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In all the times you were gone

I searched where you weren’t existent

unaware of your presence, where,

our known emotions had gathered.

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In a happenstance your feelings came to fruition;

Why were you hiding? Why so afraid?

At my awareness, your retraction, and my bemuse reaction,

all we said were stares.

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If going back to what we were, became the intention;

Why the silence? Why the smile?

What we chose once was the place you distanced from.

I stuck and waited, with denial as my saviour. 

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There are no more words that can vanish what hurt,

but that one action healed what I never thought was possible.

And it replayed in my mind; 

the smiles, the songs, the rhythm of our nights.

 

Somewhere

Hi everyone! It’s been a while. Here’s a poem I wrote yesterday. Hope you like it :)!

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Somewhere amongst the clear faces. Somewhere along the walk.

Somewhere between the laughs and the talks,

where that one speaks to you.

Is it the conscious or the desire? Could it be that she wants that truth?

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The stars connect and the unspoken words,

unwrap and they are once again whole.

Said truth unveils in dreams as they come

why can’t she get that there is none?

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She sees what that one could have become,

she grieves that the chance is gone.

Above where choices fail to align

and a world where they are just one

it haunts her heart and stings her soul,

he is where he wants to be.

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She is lost where she once had no hope,

yowling on the broken grounds

where arms holding her up to rise

with painful realistic thoughts.

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She looks and smiles at the helping arms

that softly help her escape

she walks beside of what she let go

while hearing his voice once again.

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Skip through the torments, the laments and the tears,

and forward to the time to heal.

He is where he wants to be,

and she found where she belongs.

 

Poem: One End

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Living with a pierced heart

we still have untold stories

as strong as I can be

loss becomes one’s shadow.

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We shared our worlds

I shed the tears

I looked at your back

I forgot who you were.

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You didn’t mean to

You came back and I smiled

but hope faded

there was one end, hurt.

We’re still the same

We’re not one.

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Resentment numbed 

but it was noticed

I woke up, I stood up

I kept going 

there is no end,

I’ll be understood again.

Undo – A to Z challenge

A to Z challenge, letter: U

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Undo

Sometimes I wish I had an ‘undo’ button, but wouldn’t life make no sense with it? If you could undo every bad moment, and every mistake, we would never move on from what we are meant to learn by making those mistakes. Of course, sometimes you may need that button, but it’s best not to have the temptation to use it all the time. How could you grow as a person if you keep rewinding what you don’t want to face? Our souls and bodies were created to have the ability to evolve and become better, but not perfect. It’s always good to go back and remember those painful memories, in order to use it to help someone or yourself, and withstand the chaos that surrounds us. If we ‘undo’ there is no moving forward. We’d be stuck in an infinite loop, and wouldn’t be able to realize our potential. Our reality would become a comfort zone, without the will to explore the greatness out there that we could be missing out. I wish I could undo my loved ones’ death, but I know I can’t, and it’s best to know that I can’t. Power can become your destruction, perfection can feel like your best friend, but be your worst enemy. There would not be a tomorrow, and we would miss out on new opportunities, and we would live in a past, and lose our present.

❤ ❤ ❤ Love, Ellie ❤ ❤ ❤

Daily Prompt: Night owl -I flew today

Daily Post asks:  Are you a night owl or are you the early bird? What’s your most productive time of day? When do you do your best work?

Peter Pan and Tinker Bell visited me this morning and took me on an adventure of a lifetime. I got to fly all over Ontario! Yea, right… But, I did fly today. I flew out of my bed thinking I slept in – I didn’t. I dislike moments like those.

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I set two alarms, each one is 15 minutes apart from each other. I do this to avoid sleeping in. It depends on the day and what I have to do – on my days off, I rely on my body clock. My first alarm for today was set for 6 am and my second for 6:30. I did this, so I could take time to clean my room before I went to work (I like to come to a clean place). I wake up fast in the morning, except for my days off. I’m not much of a morning person, which is the reason I make sure I wake up early, and then walk to work. I don’t drink coffee, so my routine is probably a bit more different than others :p.

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My alarm went off at 6 and I immediately thought I had slept in. I jumped out of bed while my heart palpitated and then, I realized I didn’t sleep in, and I had woken when I precisely meant to. Well, the scare helped me awaken faster than usual :p. I can do my best work at any time during the day, but I definitely love my evenings.

❤ ❤ ❤ Love, Ellie ❤ ❤ ❤

Poetry: Heal

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Delicacy of sweet lips

adorn my soul in glistening notes

beyond conundrum

on a path of petals

and windy salute

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In the woods where branches meet

she carves her loss

with a punctured heart

and liberating sorrows 

she must try

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Numb from all feelings

a beaming sun ray caresses her doubts

in conjunction with revelations

she faces the opposite

she finds a new horizon

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Aboard her destiny she sets forth

glancing upon tomorrow

abandoning the sorrows

and dancing to no limits

she heals

 

 

Poetry: Undying

Scribbling pain on my stitched up heart

I feel, I ache,

I beg for a cure for this torment.

Ripping memories through dark jungles,

I stride through hopes and muddy comforts.

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I seek selfish help and broken words;

I regret,

I hope for better consolation,

through strikes of lightning

in my superstorm.

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Unscrambled dreams possess

untimely divine is lost,

chased by unlawful creatures

attracted by the scent of my confined soul.

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Sparked such fear, 

good dreams are scarce

send forth my madness

into my forte of hopes.

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Sprinkle my heart with your healing loving,

and run with me down streaming waters

catch my wings and teach me to fly

help me be born again.

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It’s yours forever

You wanted your heart back

I didn’t want mine

we selflessly gave each others’

and hand by hand

we became one

it felt everlasting.

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I could sense my heart beating

I felt it when you tried to give it back

I said I didn’t want it

it’s yours forever.

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You tried to shove it,

but it failed

your intentions were good

but I had no good reflexes.

I knew it

I didn’t want a broken heart.

It’s yours forever.

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We danced through the stars

above constellations

our own world became a reality

through luminous skies and laughter.

how many times did you wish to return my heart?

It’s yours forever.

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Possibilities became hopeless

setting a despair

my cry was heard

beyond mountains and the sea,

 you departed from our journey,

and the stars fell from the sky,

the darkness engulfed my heart,

and it shattered through the ground.

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Breathless

In pain

Irreparable 

I didn’t want it back

It was yours forever.

 

Poem: Emotional Distress

On the edge of a precipice

I hold on to the most precious

struggling to bind the pieces

it is exhausting

it is emotionally tiring.

For how long can I hold on

will I ever regain hope?

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I cling onto the edge 

watching the rocks of my emotional state 

fall down the cliff

splashing in the water

failing miserably to lift me up

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As the rocks fall, my pockets fill with distress

it’s time to let go they say

I can’t

I still am hopeful 

but don’t be, maybe it won’t get better

I’m not strong

I’m meant to fail.

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Awake I face reality

Asleep I chase my dreams

But you can make a switch

there is hope

no there is not

I can’t put together my broken pieces anymore.

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it’s a sonet of painful tones

an emotional mountain of despair

on my shoulders

and for what?

for hope, you say

my flask has almost none.

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It’s not over

the amount is not significant

it can flourish and you can regain yourself

try, for yourself. 

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Confront your reality

battle the sorrows

chase your dreams

win back your life

amend your heart

believe again.