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Jey Min (SOTA)

Singapore

I write when I gain inspiration. I aspire to be a published poet someday.

The Nebula's Bloom

January 13, 2019

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Strangers part a little ways.
Strangers they are, and strangers they will stay.

They met a day apart.
Her heart was hanging out to dry,
aimless. Her hands no longer clasped to pray.
He said: I'd no intention to pry.
Strangers we are and strangers we shall stay.

And so it fell apart in his hands,
Desert it was for miles, desert it was
until an oasis appeared out of the sands.
He said, I'd no intention to drink, no intention to nurse my body back to health.
For I’d rather turn a blind eye to my Self.

Her hands bled as she held herself together.
Blood and salt, blood and sweat
They interlace in a cocktail of madness. But no matter.
She said: I'd met and loved, met and lost
Now I will give my all,
I will pay the due cost.
But time and time again, things change and
I will change with the autumn winds.
Regardless of the heart’s frost.

Now I look on under the daylight starlight:
The sun.
Regardless of its might,
The rosebud withers, death it did not outrun.
And now I repeat the lilting song of the burning starlight.
He said, I'd no intention to hurt, only scar.
You are your own bloom, your briar.
And I can't be your light anymore,  
You have to seek your own star.
And with these words hence I wither.
I am my own nebula.

Strangers part a little ways.
Strangers they are, and strangers they will stay.

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3 Comments
  • Gabriel Goodwin

    This is amazing! I love it!!!


    27 days ago
  • Poppy.M

    Wow! This is intriguing and magical and beautiful and sad. I love it :)


    about 1 month ago
  • Quille

    So beautifully sad and touching! Fantastic job! I love the repetition of the first lines to close the poem and feel like they do a great job to pull it all together in a tragic way :D


    about 1 month ago