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Wave crashes
Against the halcyon shore
Sweeping the silvery beach
A lover coming home
Only to leave again
It never stays
Like the moon that fades
To give way to the day
I watch your face beam
As the sun kisses it
Feel my heart aches
For I can only stare at it
Such a tragedy that I
I fell in love with the moon
That no matter how I yearn
I won't hold it like my own
For just like the sun,
I can only hope to rise soon
Maybe sooner than I used to
So I can catch your light at dawn
But I would run extra miles
You and I won't still collide
So I whisper to the stars
Baby I'm halfway home
-halfway home (I fell in love with the 🌙 )
Katie, 23:00
Why do you need to hide
When my darkness calls
If you love me,
Why are you so terrified?
-katie, 17:15
Yes, I cry in the shower
cry rivers of tears
raging
from the corners
of my eyes, they don't dry
I punch the wall so hard
my knuckles hit
the rough cement,
they bleed
stories
that never end
I cry and cry,
the saltiness of
my tears mixes
with the droplets
of water running
down my scalp,
to my face
to my neck
to my chest
where a hole pulsates,
a life escapes
with the mist
fogging
the window
I try
to visualize
happiness but the stream
of thoughts rock
my brain, rip
my skull open
the creaking
dominates
the whimpers
I try to hide
under the guise
of water drenching
my naked body
-droplets running, katie
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She snuggled into the sheets with him,
the rustle beneath her skin
echoed the fear creeping
as he moved away leaving
her baffled, words she wished
to say retreated
to her mouth as she wept
in silence
-katie, 23:27
To the ladies, gentlemen, and whoever, STOP BLAMING YOURSELF!
Sure, breaking up with the person you planned your whole future with f***ing sucks. I can't even start to imagine how that sh*t diminishes you into a pathetic wailing mess. It's unfair. So do not be too hard on yourself. They left you? I understand, it hurts. But do you have to believe it happened because there's something wrong with you? That you're unlovable? Back off a little bit and try to see things in perspective. Being left behind is hard. Everyone who's ever been there can testify. While it's normal to curse, break, despair, doubt, you have to move forward. The world is always an exhilarating place to explore. Yes, you've been with the worst bunch of people. But leave it there. Give yourself time to grieve, then start walking ahead. Don't let them take away your hope, or change the way you see the world. Teach your mind to be strong enough, firm enough to recognize your true self after you've been shattered so your pieces will always gravitate towards you. Do not let the pain drown your truth. Rise above the noise, the disappointment, the emptiness. Do not let them take away everything. Do not let them change you. Reclaim yourself. Indeed, it's arduous but you have to do it for you, only for you. And believe me, everything will get better in time.
-katie, 22:34
as long as we do not die,
darling there'll be words
to stain blank sheets of paper
piled on your empty desk waiting
to be reunited with your pen,
there'll be stories about the night
we sat at the porch reminiscing
how we used to be good friends,
ah, cool, old days, we could not stop
talking as though the world is going
to end the next morning, you told me
how much you wished to wrap
your arms around me that afternoon I
was feeling under the weather,
there'll be tales to be told,
songs to be hummed,
poems to be recited,
darling, there'll be ample of words
to be written, so i'll let you fall
deeper into silence and revel
in the pangs if it soothes you
as long as we do not die,
there'll be stars twinkling
above us as we lean
for that last kiss.
-katie,
18th April 2021, 15:36
When I opened up about
my depression, my ex boyfriend
told me to get an exorcism
Yeah, if I remember it now
I can only laugh
and at the same time,
feel aghast at the ignorance
not just of my ex boyfriend
but of everyone else
who could not stop
the stigma that if you're
depressed, it's probably
because
you don't pray enough
that's why your mind
is so messed up like
paint splatters
Here's the thing, I pray
more than I should
kneel, hands clasped
tightly together as though
my whole life depends on
how firm my fingers could hold
on to one another, lips trembling,
trying to mumble pleas of guidance
to the Almighty, over and over
until I am certain that I am heard
Don't get me wrong, I don't doubt
His divine providence, but just as my anxiety
makes me go back to make
sure I left the door locked, I pray
five times a day to be sure my cries
reach the heavens
I pray harder than anyone I've ever
come across because I don't
wanna lose any chance to be cured
But then the demons still loom
inside my head, they managed
to make it their kingdom
You know one time, I was talking
to a dear friend and he told me,
"it's all in the mind"
My whole being sighed as I tried
to break free from the clutches,
the hands pushing my head deep
into the water, it's all in the mind,
my emotions aren't real
and if I could just snap out of it
then everything would be smooth
sailing, I am just sad
but my mind tends to intensify
that sadness, I overthink every
single thing even the ones I can't
control, and most often than not,
the sinking feeling leads me
to the decision that I am worthless
Grab a razor, a pin, a pair of scissors
anything sharp enough to cut
through my flesh so I could
bleed the negativities out
It's all in the mind, I try to
incorporate it in my mantra
However, just like the prayers
I say five time a day,
it does not work its magic trick on me
They told me I am merely an attention seeker
I am young and always in need of validation
That I always magnify my emotions
to their extremities
So I pull the sleeve of my cardigan
to cover the razor cuts, put on
a smile, okay I look dreadfully fine
The teacher calls me out, "sweetie
isn't it a little hot to be wearing
a cardigan?"
I tell her I am feverish as I feel
sweat dripping at my back
She'll leave me alone
like all of those who are
scared to meet me in the eye
but ended up judging me
I hear too many whispers
behind me, I say I don't mind
but I do, who wouldn't?
I just wish I could run
somewhere or could
disappear before the
stories catch up with me
My mother said I should ignore
people's opinion
for they don't define me, I do
But mama, the words crawl
on my bedroom wall, their
venom stain the pictures hanging,
the curtain, the floor
The noise becomes louder
drowning my heatbeat,
I put a hand over my chest,
It's time to pray again
I pray, pray harder than I used to
Beseech the heavens
to calm the waves devouring me
I repeat the mantra, seventy-seven times
It's all in the mind but the agony
is the realest I've ever felt in this life
I pull my cardigan, I can't bear to see
the cuts this time
I've been addicted long enough
to the sticky blood gushing
It's useless, for the real wound
is invisible
It's invisible
yet mighty enough to shrink
me into an insignificant mess
They all advised me to open up
so I can breathe
But, when I opened up about
my depression, my ex boyfriend
told me to get an exorcism
I am glad I didn't
-when i wore a cardigan at the height of summer, katie
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It's been a while. I am thrilled to be back to make this announcement: My poetry book, Sweet Nothings is NOW AVAILABLE FOR PURCHASE!
"May the heart, in its exhaustion, remember to rest and indulge into the sweet memories of love songs resounding from its yesteryears.
These are the soft rambles that filled your mind as you lay awake in bed at the early hours of dawn. Those austere longings that snared your heart, relentless as the wind blowing on the trees, swift as the waves kissing the sand, tenacious as the rain chiming in with the beat of the music coming from your stereo, they are here—neatly scribbled and compiled into an anthology. These are your stories. The love notes you hastily jotted down at the last page of your high school textbook, the poems you composed during your weekend getaways, the letters you struggled to ink on stationeries while ardently wishing that one day, the love of your life will find and read them.
They are finally here. The long walks on the beach. The late-night conversations. The sultry kisses at the back seat of your car. The lingering glances. The love songs. The promises. The sweet nothings! They are all here, captured in prose and poetry. So, dear reader, bury your nose on the pages with utmost gusto. Whether you are a sojourner, a bold and willing settler, or a classic runaway in love, you’ve had your own share of sweet nothings, I am sure. Allow yourself to remember. Allow yourself to rediscover your youth, relive the love stories that ended, make peace with the pains they caused. Above all, allow yourself to breathe and celebrate the love stories that won over the years and stayed."
Get your copy through the following links:
Ukiyoto All Versions -Â https://www.ukiyoto.com/product-page/sweet-nothings
Amazon eBook -Â https://www.amazon.com/dp/B09WH8PMWN
Amazon Paperback -Â https://www.amazon.com/dp/9354904491
It's been a while. I am thrilled to be back to make this announcement: My poetry book, Sweet Nothings is NOW AVAILABLE FOR PURCHASE!
"May the heart, in its exhaustion, remember to rest and indulge into the sweet memories of love songs resounding from its yesteryears.
These are the soft rambles that filled your mind as you lay awake in bed at the early hours of dawn. Those austere longings that snared your heart, relentless as the wind blowing on the trees, swift as the waves kissing the sand, tenacious as the rain chiming in with the beat of the music coming from your stereo, they are here—neatly scribbled and compiled into an anthology. These are your stories. The love notes you hastily jotted down at the last page of your high school textbook, the poems you composed during your weekend getaways, the letters you struggled to ink on stationeries while ardently wishing that one day, the love of your life will find and read them.
They are finally here. The long walks on the beach. The late-night conversations. The sultry kisses at the back seat of your car. The lingering glances. The love songs. The promises. The sweet nothings! They are all here, captured in prose and poetry. So, dear reader, bury your nose on the pages with utmost gusto. Whether you are a sojourner, a bold and willing settler, or a classic runaway in love, you’ve had your own share of sweet nothings, I am sure. Allow yourself to remember. Allow yourself to rediscover your youth, relive the love stories that ended, make peace with the pains they caused. Above all, allow yourself to breathe and celebrate the love stories that won over the years and stayed."
Get your copy through the following links:
Ukiyoto All Versions -Â https://www.ukiyoto.com/product-page/sweet-nothings
Amazon eBook -Â https://www.amazon.com/dp/B09WH8PMWN
Amazon Paperback -Â https://www.amazon.com/dp/9354904491
It's been a while. I am thrilled to be back to make this announcement: My poetry book, Sweet Nothings is NOW AVAILABLE FOR PURCHASE!
"May the heart, in its exhaustion, remember to rest and indulge into the sweet memories of love songs resounding from its yesteryears.
These are the soft rambles that filled your mind as you lay awake in bed at the early hours of dawn. Those austere longings that snared your heart, relentless as the wind blowing on the trees, swift as the waves kissing the sand, tenacious as the rain chiming in with the beat of the music coming from your stereo, they are here—neatly scribbled and compiled into an anthology. These are your stories. The love notes you hastily jotted down at the last page of your high school textbook, the poems you composed during your weekend getaways, the letters you struggled to ink on stationeries while ardently wishing that one day, the love of your life will find and read them.
They are finally here. The long walks on the beach. The late-night conversations. The sultry kisses at the back seat of your car. The lingering glances. The love songs. The promises. The sweet nothings! They are all here, captured in prose and poetry. So, dear reader, bury your nose on the pages with utmost gusto. Whether you are a sojourner, a bold and willing settler, or a classic runaway in love, you’ve had your own share of sweet nothings, I am sure. Allow yourself to remember. Allow yourself to rediscover your youth, relive the love stories that ended, make peace with the pains they caused. Above all, allow yourself to breathe and celebrate the love stories that won over the years and stayed."
Get your copy through the following links:
Ukiyoto All Versions -Â https://www.ukiyoto.com/product-page/sweet-nothings
Amazon eBook -Â https://www.amazon.com/dp/B09WH8PMWN
Amazon Paperback -Â https://www.amazon.com/dp/9354904491
"May the heart, in its exhaustion, remember to rest and indulge into the sweet memories of love songs resounding from its yesteryears.
These are the soft rambles that filled your mind as you lay awake in bed at the early hours of dawn. Those austere longings that snared your heart, relentless as the wind blowing on the trees, swift as the waves kissing the sand, tenacious as the rain chiming in with the beat of the music coming from your stereo, they are here—neatly scribbled and compiled into an anthology. These are your stories. The love notes you hastily jotted down at the last page of your high school textbook, the poems you composed during your weekend getaways, the letters you struggled to ink on stationeries while ardently wishing that one day, the love of your life will find and read them.
They are finally here. The long walks on the beach. The late-night conversations. The sultry kisses at the back seat of your car. The lingering glances. The love songs. The promises. The sweet nothings! They are all here, captured in prose and poetry. So, dear reader, bury your nose on the pages with utmost gusto. Whether you are a sojourner, a bold and willing settler, or a classic runaway in love, you’ve had your own share of sweet nothings, I am sure. Allow yourself to remember. Allow yourself to rediscover your youth, relive the love stories that ended, make peace with the pains they caused. Above all, allow yourself to breathe and celebrate the love stories that won over the years and stayed."
-Sweet Nothings,
Ana Grasya
Avail a copy through the following links:
Google Play - https://books.google.co.in/books/about?id=-xhmEAAAQBAJ&redir_esc=y
Ukiyoto All Versions -Â https://www.ukiyoto.com/product-page/sweet-nothings
Ukiyoto Philippines (for those in the Philippines only) - https://www.ukiyotophilippines.com/product-page/sweet-nothings
"May the heart, in its exhaustion, remember to rest and indulge into the sweet memories of love songs resounding from its yesteryears.
These are the soft rambles that filled your mind as you lay awake in bed at the early hours of dawn. Those austere longings that snared your heart, relentless as the wind blowing on the trees, swift as the waves kissing the sand, tenacious as the rain chiming in with the beat of the music coming from your stereo, they are here—neatly scribbled and compiled into an anthology. These are your stories. The love notes you hastily jotted down at the last page of your high school textbook, the poems you composed during your weekend getaways, the letters you struggled to ink on stationeries while ardently wishing that one day, the love of your life will find and read them.
They are finally here. The long walks on the beach. The late-night conversations. The sultry kisses at the back seat of your car. The lingering glances. The love songs. The promises. The sweet nothings! They are all here, captured in prose and poetry. So, dear reader, bury your nose on the pages with utmost gusto. Whether you are a sojourner, a bold and willing settler, or a classic runaway in love, you’ve had your own share of sweet nothings, I am sure. Allow yourself to remember. Allow yourself to rediscover your youth, relive the love stories that ended, make peace with the pains they caused. Above all, allow yourself to breathe and celebrate the love stories that won over the years and stayed."
-Sweet Nothings,
Ana Grasya
Avail a copy through the following links:
Google Play - https://books.google.co.in/books/about?id=-xhmEAAAQBAJ&redir_esc=y
Ukiyoto All Versions -Â https://www.ukiyoto.com/product-page/sweet-nothings
Ukiyoto Philippines (for those in the Philippines only) - https://www.ukiyotophilippines.com/product-page/sweet-nothings
i am still known
as the girl who
writes poems
though the truth is
i can barely come up
with a line
that could have
made you
change your mind
-katie
in another universe
i hope
i am happy enough,
confident enough,
strong enough
to be alone
katie
i guess it's still in my blood-
the ability to bottle
all my emotions
like they won't
suffocate me
sometimes i wish i can
open up to people
but then,
maybe you can't really teach
an old dog a new trick
afterall
-katie
in another universe
i hope
i am happy enough,
confident enough,
strong enough
to be alone
katie