Poems and Stories

私のムーンハート (My Moonheart)

It’s a clear night. The moon is out and bright tonight. Really bright.

And Raven is grateful because of it.

Because she has been walking aimlessly for hours now, perhaps even going around in circles, her feet taking her to a not so crowded area in Shibuya, Tokyo. It’s already close to midnight and though she knows that Tokyo is relatively safe even at nighttime, she really wants to get back to her hotel already. She wants a bath – a nice, long and hot one that she could soak in. To soothe her tired muscles, to soothe her tired feet, to relax her. It has been a long day of walking, going to places she hasn’t been to before, getting lost…

Lost. Yep. She is definitely lost right now. She doesn’t know where she is exactly, only that she knows she’s still somewhere in Shibuya. At least she’s in a part of Tokyo that’s well known, even though there isn’t currently anyone around her. The small park where she decided to sit down and take a quick break is also deserted. Continue reading “私のムーンハート (My Moonheart)”

Poems and Stories

Hello, doll… (A Short Story)

A really good friend and soul sister of mine sent me this writing prompt when I was in a kind of writing stump. To be honest, I had fun writing this. And I hope this delivered. 💕

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“Ahhhh shit,” he winces as he suddenly feels his left inside wrist burn.

He knows what it means, even as he watches the mark fascinatingly etch itself onto his seemingly unmarred skin – branding him, calling him, summoning him.

He gives a deep sigh before getting out of the old, abandoned car he found stalled beside an unnamed stretch of highway. He’s been hanging out here for devil knows how long, knowing that sooner or later, he will be… called.

He stretches and groans satisfyingly, feeling his back muscles pop. How long has it been since he moved? He’s gotten so still as he… waited. Continue reading “Hello, doll… (A Short Story)”

Poems and Stories

Unbalanced – A Short Story

He’s seen her.

From the beginning of his concert from the stage until now. Even with the bright lights shining down on him, the loud sounds of the arena all around, he still sees her.

She’s not exactly up front but she’s quite close that he can still make out what she looks like. Her long, brown hair flowing around her shoulders, her dark yet smoldering, bright eyes, and those full pink lips, smirking.

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Poems and Stories · Random Thoughts

In Anger and Love

IN ANGER AND LOVE

You stand there in front of me
Just within my reach,
Your hair – a mess
Your face – scarlet
Your voice – hoarse
As you tried to make me see,
Make me understand
Make me believe.

You know I am seething
You know I am trying
To control myself
From lashing out
Because I don’t want —
You to hurt
You to cry
You to —
Leave…
Me.

Hate me all you want
Love me afterwards
Scream at me
Claw at me
Weep

And when all is said and done
Come to me
Let me —
Calm you down
Dry your tears
Hug you tight
Kiss you tenderly
Love you…

Eternally.

08/31/2016
8:42PM

Poems and Stories

I, You

I, YOU

I hear you, you know
As you slam the door
As you stomp your feet
As you scream at me
I hear you.

I see you, you know
As you pout your lips
As you furrow your brows
As your eyes tear up
I see you.

I feel you, you know
As you turn your back
As you sob quietly
As you shake your head
I feel you.

I love you, you know
Even when you’re seething
Even when you’re crying
Even when you’re leaving
I love you.

08/31/2016
6:58PM

Poems and Stories

When I Look At You

You came into my life unexpectedly.
I never expected love to pass by me,
I never expected to love and be loved in return,
I never expected
You.

When I look at you, I see the stars
Shining in your eyes
As they reflect the brightness of your soul
That when you look at me
I feel complete. Content. Loved.

When I see you smile back at me,
I see endless joy and happiness.
Your smile takes out the gloominess
That used to hang around my head.
My heart, no longer filled with dread
Because you had me freed.

Your hand as they latched onto mine
The warmth it exudes,
The softness of your palms
The connection that you offer
When you squeeze and hold
Never letting go.

When I gaze at you, I see forever
I see us growing old together
I see you with white hair, walking beside me
By the sea, as the waves touch our feet
Our hands still entwined
Your smile still, always – mine.

Poems and Stories

The Exact Day

I don’t really remember the exact day
Of when I fell for you.
But I do remember the first time
You smiled at me,
Eyes wide and shining;
That shy smile that changed
My world.

I don’t remember the exact day
When I realized I was already yours.
But I do remember that time
You first reached out to me,
And I held your hand in mine tightly,
And sparks simply flew around.
I knew then that I wouldn’t
Let you go.

I don’t remember the exact day
When you realized you were mine.
But I do remember that one time
When our lips first touched.
When you shuddered in my arms,
And I took your silent gasp,
And sealed our forever.

Now we’re both here,
Standing in front of each other
Standing in front of these people
Standing in front of a million others.
And this — This I will remember,
This exact day as we both say,
“I do… I will love you forever.”

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Poems and Stories

Coffee (A Poem)

I am sitting here
Alone with just my coffee
Sipping it slightly
Waiting for you.

I smile out of the blue
When you come rushing through the door,
In a whirlwind of robust colors.

You stand there for a moment
Looking around
Until your eyes find mine;
The world simply stops
And suddenly – it’s just you and me.

You smile and your eyes light up;
I keep on smiling
As you walk towards me.

And finally when you reach me,
You take the coffee from my hand
Sip it like it is yours
Look at me and say,
“Exactly how I want it to be,
You, me and coffee.”

@wuthie16 | 05/05/2016