Kaleidoscope

I’m thinking it all started with a wish,

A happy one at that.

365 days prior,

I typed my heart out.

 

I remember wanting that first one unique,

Something out of the blue,

Something a lot like me,

The very talkative geek.

 

But now I read it again,

Thinking it was all very genuine and real.

I’ve written many words since then,

Describing you in every shade of teal.

 

So thinking back at it all,

Maybe it started with that meet up,

In restaurant characterised by the sea,

At a time where I really felt completely free.

 

..I used to hear your name and shyly smile.

 

Because in my heart, it lighted a flame;

And it ignited a fire of sleepless nights,

Lost with my heart skipping a mile after a mile.

And yes,

I know that you’re not to blame,

But for me to get that…

It may take a while.

 

You know what is it that I miss?

 

I miss the boy with the ambitions.

I miss the artist with the aimless brush,

The one who wanted to draw worlds with his own conditions.

Because that-

That was the boy I fell for.

That was the you that daily made me blush.

 

Do you know what’s a Kaleidoscope?

It’s what they call a group of butterflies;

It’s what gave me daily hope.

They’d flutter by each time we talk,

And I ask what if I suddenly on that choke?

But hey that’s me,

I ask crazy questions all the time,

And you’d reply with answers that rhyme.

 

I knew too much and too little,

And I always wanted more.

Then we stopped talking,

And the bond went a tad brittle.

But that’s okay, I guess,

It’s not like we’d clean the mess.

 

Had I lost the signs or were they right there?

And when did we agree to part ways?

Because I never got to say goodbye–

Never saw the ‘good’ in there.

I knew life got us caught up by,

But give me an instant where that’s fair.

 

Yes you rode the waves,

And yes I surfed mine too.

But hadn’t I waited for you by the shore?

What else could I’ve done more?

Alone, you built your caves,

And alone, I sat there without a clue.


Hey there beautiful people!

Since good Ol’ Sir Valentine is upon us, I thought I may as well present my own share of chocolate here with this sad love poem. What did you think? My heart kinda broke with that last stanza there, did yours too?

That aside though, allow me to say: Happy Valentine’s Day; and may the odds be ever in your favour!

#ForeverASinglePringle

Midnight Ranter (aka Ayaka)

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3 Days, 3 Quotes: Day 2

I’m starting to think that I may have commitment issues…. or maybe I’m just irresponsible..

I know, I know. This quote should’ve been here yesterday but.. I had this infernal paper to write and got caught up in it. My apologies, dear readers.

Speaking of Infernal; today’s quote is from one of my all-time favourite trilogies. Any guesses?

(Oh yes, if you want Day 1’s quote, it’s right here)

Another drumroll before the grand reveal, please:

*drumroll*

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This is especially true in my case because were it not for books, I would’ve been a completely different person compared to who I am today. So thank you books for making me choose to live a thousand lives instead of just one!

And the nominees for the day are:

  1. bookishthingsandtea
  2. rantandraveaboutbooks
  3. jessreadsbooks

Have you read The Infernal Devices trilogy yet? Can you relate to today’s quote as much as I do? Let me know below!

 

Signed,

Midnight Ranter (aka Ayaka)

Broken Heart 

A girl texted a guy once. Mid-chat, she asked him whether he had to go or not, and when he told her that he was just about to excuse himself, she told him she had thought so, putting in the broken heart emoji. She wished him good luck with whatever matters he had at hand and before he went, he asked her what the broken heart stood for. She replied saying that it stood for a broken heart. Simple. It stood for a broken heart; because it’s always sad when you have to say goodbye to someone, even online.

You know what he did?

He never saw the message. And that’s why it was broken heart. Because even though with every goodbye comes a new hello, with him, there is never really anything for certain. It’s always a game of guessing, wondering, pondering and inquiring. There’s never a closure.

And that was why it was a broken heart.

Heya! 

This is a short, short piece that just crept up on me out of nowhere. Tell me your thoughts on it, though; I’d love to know whether or not you felt anything for the girl! 

Signed, 

Midnight Ranter (aka Ayaka)