A flicker, a flash , a flame
A blaze of fire ignites inside
It scorches with a fierce torch
Embracing the warmth of it while it sears
Melting
Watch as it all goes up in smoke
Smoldering
Reduced to nothing
but ashes
and char
Kyoko WP
A flicker, a flash , a flame
A blaze of fire ignites inside
It scorches with a fierce torch
Embracing the warmth of it while it sears
Melting
Watch as it all goes up in smoke
Smoldering
Reduced to nothing
but ashes
and char
Kyoko WP
I can break
I can break and mend
Push me so far until I bend
over backwards till it ends
Does it end?
Kyoko W.P.
Diffuse the IED of dishonesty
Before we all combust from the blow you fraudulently
handled as love for me
But now I see
This disaster was always meant to be
It didn’t matter what I tried to be
Or all the love you quickly stole from me
This was always meant to be…
A tragedy
Kyoko W.P.
a single tear drop
is a minuscule
fragment of affliction …
its a speck of vast emotions
all encapsulated
in one single splash…
imagine the pain that remains in the tears not cried
but put a side
to hide
Kyoko W.P.
Little girl, little girl
Why do you cry?
You’re far too young to know such pain
But it’s all I see in your eyes
Little girl, little girl
You don’t have to tell me who or why
You don’t have to be okay
You just have to try
Little girl, little girl
I see the fear in your eyes
You need not be afraid
I will sing you lullabies
and hold you under the nights shade
Little girl, little girl,
Don’t grow so fast…
Sometimes the world
can feel chaotic,
hard to find your place
Take your time…
find your pace
Don’t lose your firefly,
dreams and wishes
Send them way up high
Do it your own way
Light up the sky
Little girl, little girl
Keep your chinup
Don’t cry
Inside every little girl,
Is a warrior… with fire in her eye
Kyoko WP
Maybe I dance to the beat of my own drummer.. or
Maybe I am the drummer
Still looking for my beat
I feel it as it changes right under my feet
Maybe I sing to my own melody
Lost in the rhythm of life
And it’s swift changing keys
They can be sharp, haunting
Full of melancholy
I’m lost in the lyrics
that overstimulate my mind
But there are moments of clarity
Where the words just unwind
Those moments of solace
Happen time to time
Those are the times
That keep my heart alive
Kyoko W.P.
Maybe it’s not that my light
doesn’t shine bright enough
for others to care,
Maybe it’s that my light shines too bright;
hard to witness, to bear.
So the world throws its shade and its filters,
in forms of trauma and tragedy,
in attempts to dim or dull
my light capacity.
But I still glow and gleam in the dark…
Beaming dazzling light into the night sky,
like art
Kyoko WP
Even in the darkest of nights,
A flower can still bloom.
Kyoko W.P.
You picked my petals.
One
by
One.
And I let you,
thinking… I had won.
Truth be told,
before you finished with my petals…
You were already
done.
Kyoko W.P.
strength with an iron will
doesn’t make this pill
any easier to swallow
down, even with water
it’s still stuck in the gut
-ter of my thoughts
that I can’t wash out
so pardon me,
while I scream and shout
this is not what I want
Kyoko W.P.
just like all the debris,
left from the storm.
it’s up to you
to clear that path,
and make a way-
where there once
was war.
Kyoko W.P.
So I’ll sit here with my tears
Because you’re upset by things I can’t control
You must’ve grown tired of it all these years
Everything must’ve taken its toll
I don’t blame you either I know I’m a lot
But don’t let me disappear,
Please,
Forget me not
Kyoko W.P.
I don’t want to fall to pieces
I don’t want to come unglued
I’ll keep my breaks and scars bonded:
Liquid gold tattooed
And when the scars begin to bleed
I’ll try to think less of you
The gold in place to remind me that,
I
am
free…
That, I have been renewed
Kyoko W.P.
After the storm,
There’s a stillness to the air
A chaotic calmness resonating
A weathered warmth
and hostile hush
Kyoko W.P.
This air is cold
And still I melt
You’ve got the warmest touch
I’ve ever felt …
In my entire life
Kyoko W.P.
Tomorrow my book will officially been on the market a full month. I’d love to sell a few more before then!
Big Feels: I feel too much
Standing in stillness
I observe the world
Spiral around me
Faster and faster
I behold life moving
I’m just a witness
Motion sickness
Hit me with a quickness
But I’m still …
standing in the stillness
Kyoko W.P.
Every word is a memory.
Each a punch in the gut,
a crack in the heart.
But these wounds
somehow craft me
into a new piece of art.
Kyoko W.P.
Often times you have to break
Pick up the pieces through the heartache
Gather and take
those parts to put them together and make
It’s time to create
And elevate
The masterpiece
that you
are
Kyoko W.P.