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Jyll ( ´ ▽ ` )ノ
Jun 26, 2022
In Short Stories
░░ originally written for Consistency 2021 ░░ Prompt: Every single sentence that you write has to begin with the last letter of the previous line ░░ Word Count: 225 words In every other universe, we broke each other’s hearts. Surely as the sun rose in every world, none of us were ever happy. Yet, why is it, that a heart that has been broken over and over by the same soul, still long for the other so? One would think, that after enough lifetimes, the heart would grow tired. Defeated. Dead to life, to all, to hope. Every single time it would beat to life only to lose its will to live without reaching even a billion heartbeats. So, why is it, that without fail, in every single lifetime, we would always find each other? Rather than setting us free, the world would make us meet, over and over. Rather than let us be happy, the fates would always make one love ‘till they bleed while the other turns away. You would always, in every universe I know, cast me away. Yet now you claim to love me. Eyes filled with tired desperation, of a dying light losing its last slivers of hope. Every other lifetime I could remember, these were the eyes I never thought would turn towards me, and yet— The fates truly are cruel, playing with us like this. Surely, now that we’ve landed on a snippet of eternity where our hearts finally beat for each other, we can finally be happy?
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Jyll ( ´ ▽ ` )ノ
Jun 23, 2022
In Poems
i. When I open my eyes, it’s all black and white No color, not one, no hues Tell me, why is that? For not even you Can be told apart from this monochrome view Perhaps, it’s because No matter what you do, And how much you tell me There’s a world out there For me to see, I just can’t see past halftones Grays and whites, Slate and shadows. ii. You’re here, you’re there I open my eyes, you’re everywhere “Why can’t you leave me alone?” I ask you Your smile – a bright, wide line And for a moment I see more than just white Past your silhouette, a sky of color Of gold, of honey, of rose “Because I love you.” You say And that day, that day Those words you said that day Along with the rose, the honey And the goldness of the sky They’re now all printed in my mind’s eye. iii. Amidst straight, dull lines And gray shadows and highlights You’re the only one I see, Every day, you’ll follow me I open my eyes, you’re beside me Right behind you, from gray to sepia But around me and you, It hasn’t changed You take my hand, a pulse of red Climbs up my arm, warms my head “When will you answer me?” You ask me And this new feeling inside It scares me, it feels nice, but it’s scary Did you do this to me? iv. When I open my eyes, it’s all foreign to me Why is my room not plain white, but lime? Why is my house not of straight lines, And shadows and slate and ink, But of beautiful childish doodles Of butter, of salmon, of pink? Why, when my mother came home With father not home, Did I not cry? Why did I hug her and tell her: “Mom, I love you I’m sorry, I’m sorry I thought that this world, this house You and me, Were all black and white Straight lines and dull grays. I wasn’t able to see What you and he wanted me to see Because I only believed in my misery.”? v. She hugged me and thanked me. She cried and held me. “Thank you, my child. And thank him, too. Perhaps, it’s because No matter what you do And how much you tell me There’s no world out there For you to see, He made you see past halftones, Past shadows and monochrome, And see gold, and rose Not grays, not shadows.” vi. You introduced me to a brighter world Until now, it’s still foreign to me. I open my eyes to the world dyed in color. As I watch, you walk into view, Your footsteps dyed a pastel hue And I think: At last, It's love at last. I run to tell him what feelings he gave How they burst, how they swell "I now know you're the one." - Oh, how I want to tell. I make my way across the world of brightness Of gold, of pastel, of rose Your eyes, to my delight, I can now tell Its hue, its shade, a beautiful hazel As those hazel eyes, they meet mine Brought color to sepia, curves to lines “Hey, hey, it's love at last." The words form as – – you walk past. vii. Perhaps, it’s because After all you did, No matter what you did, It’s only now I see The world you wanted me to see? Or is it because I didn’t see Past your actions, And focused only on me? After all, the world isn’t just black and white And straight, dull lines. More than the monochromes And halftones and shades. You made me change, Because I can change But I failed to see That you, too, can change. ░░░░ ᴀʀᴛ ᴄʀᴇᴅɪᴛs ░░░░ ˢᶜʳᵉᵉⁿˢʰᵒᵗˢ ᵃʳᵉ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵗʰᵉˢᵉ ᵖᵃᶦⁿᵗᶦⁿᵍˢ: The Umbrella II by Afshana Sharmeen Colorful Memories by Afshana Sharmeen
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