If my words ignited your soul, I would write until I had no more. All my ink I would spill, knowing that in your life a space I would fill. I’m no ordinary gal, writing ordinary words; my ordinary is extraordinary. A small concept I’ll transform into a great idea and transfigure a thought into a perfect creation, get your mind wandering and debating. Ignite your lobes through your senses, get you dancing my dances. Your vocal cords vibrating and your bloodstream exhilarating. I’ll make your heart, beat to the rhythm of my words and your body crash to stories like you’ve never heard. I’ll make you want my phrases, make everything seem faded. With a few lines catch your interest, have you searching all day like you do on Pinterest…Give me your hand and let’s enter my world; let me show you things, you’ve never dreamed before.
-M.A. Fernández
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Study Project
If any of you know any Puerto Rican females who speak Spanish, we invite you to share this very interesting study with them.
Undying
His fear is evident;
we’ve been waiting so long,
many times unable to hold on.
Our paths, crossed and crossed but never seemed to align,
no matter how much we searched,
we could never each other find.
Now we’re here face to face,
but no one knows what choice to make or if we should just let it all fade.
But the memories are buried deep inside,
begging that we don’t let them die.
We’ve survived too much to give up now,
but the question always remains and that is how?
How do we let go of all the scars traced across our hearts?
Those scars that at night tear us apart. He’s the one I’ve been searching for all this time,
not knowing he’s been here all along,
tied to the notion that we belong.
If only we could let go of all the hurt and all the pain,
maybe we could erase our mistakes
and finally mend all the heartbreaks.
But his fear is evident
and theres not much I can do,
except maybe say,
I’ve always loved you.
-M.A. Fernández
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Soul Demolisher
The only thing that is wrong with the one that I was trying to get to know.
Was his constant ability to irk me,
Or maybe how I felt he always wanted to fuck me.
Not in the way one would like, in a way that would detroy my life.
The only thing that is wrong with the one that I was trying to get to know.
Was the pain he caused with his silence, feigning it was plain old ignorance.
Or maybe how I felt when he wasnt by me, how everything but me was carefree.
The only thing that is wrong with the one that I was trying to get to know.
Was that he expected me,to be more for him than for me.
Or maybe that I could no longer be as free.
The only thing that is wrong with the one that I was trying to get to know.
Is that my love was not enough for him, no matter what I did I could never win.
Or maybe it was the emptyness I felt every
time he left, my heart felt no greater death.
The only thing that is wrong with the one that I was trying to get to know.
Is that Im still waiting for him to show,
Or maybe that I know it’s all a false hope.
The only thing that is wrong with the one that I was trying to get to know.
Was the longer I waited the more lost I felt, or maybe it was how I questioned the cards that I was dealt.
The only thing that is wrong with the one that I was trying to get to know.
Is that he is no longer next to me, so maybe…there is no point of being free.
-M.A.Fernández
Copyright© 2021 Marlin Alicea Fernández, Soul to Ink. All Rights Reserved.
The Prisoner
There’s yesterdays, and there’s todays.
Easy forevers and please just stay.
Hearts wanting to be complete,
Running away from the defeats.
Happiness wrapped around metal shards,
cupids shooting poisened darts.
There’s today; there’s always today.
While yesterdays pass by,
Somany questions remain that start with why?
There’s yesterdays and todays;
the yesterdays fade away,
but the todays always stay.
– M.A. Fernández
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The Tripper
You; are a drug.
Powerful…intense…addictive…
So I always come back for more,
I permit your love to run through my veins; all around my system.
You give me an inmensurable high;
in the process destroy my sole.
You pick me up but I still end up low.
You ignited in me a spark that wont dwindle.
Poured gasoline over me, created an untamable fire.
Filled me with love and desire.
Yo crated a slave, always looking for a fix.
Tearing down my wall, made from betrayer bricks.
Unprotected, uncontrollable.
I am no longer my unknown.
I am yours.
– M.A.Fernández
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The Recap
Part II
We all know what happens when you put someone on a pedestal,
Even the purest angel can become a devil.
And through it all so many things to bear.
Hurricane, earthquakes and to top it off a pandemic.
But really few get what the island went through,
Much less what these people had to do.
Corrupt governments also never help in the peoples fight,
What could be done? Except accept they may be right.
But the people weren’t silent and today are still showing all their might.
Yet the land isn’t everything that caused immense pain,
Nothing was more difficult than finding a permanent friend.
Through illnesses and broken bones,
No where really, felt like home.
And even accompanied resonated the feeling alone.
If life isn’t cruel enough,
The shiniest pearl became so rough.
Haunted by failures and misfortune,
The closing of doors that had long once open.
But the closing led to the crumbling of walls,
No cage standing to harbor the soul.
No sheriff or marshals to dictate anymore.
So a refocus of thought was all that was left,
Because the second time around,there will be no failing the test.
-M.A. Fernández
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🔥🔥We are back.!! 🔥🔥
To all my lovelies. We are back and stronger than ever, life hit us hard (my content will show you what I mean), but we are here and we will not quit.
The Recap
Part I
I started this journey thinking it would be fun,
Thinking I’d finally be able to finish the run.
But man, did life have other plans,
And let me tell you, Im not a fucking fan.
You might say, yeah ok, here we go,
But these last few years really did blow.
Hear me out,don’t discard me just yet,
I haven’t even started to put up the set.
So the show all started about four years ago,
When I knew once again, I had to let go.
Another fool who tried to play my heart,
But nah, I wasn’t willing to play that part.
And yeah it hurt,we always think we found the one, dont we.
Mmmmm! but that man, was not for me.
So broken hearted and stubborn,
I went back to the past,
But with the excuse I wanted to grow fast.
Enrolled in school to gain some higher power,
Maybe the past would see I could still be a flower.
A flower with thorns but a flower none the less,
Even if I didn’t pass test.
But what do you expect a 19 year old to do, when experience comes knocking at the door.
Theres no choice but to get on the floor
Begging on all fours.
And sure, yeah that’s not a pretty image,
But trust living it wasn’t no picnic.
I know you must say, “ yeah sure just another gimmick,”,
But you weren’t there to witness.
Nobody was, that’s the problem,
The stones were cast and all forgotten,
Yet there was my corpse starting to rotten.
Fast forward, somehow I picked myself up,
But in the back of my head I knew I’d fucked up.
So I did the right thing, rectified myself,
But in the end I could still feel all the stares.
And most of all, the deception in the air.
So I did the right thing, focused on my studies,
Until one day came along that sweet little buddy.
Distractions, distractions, that’s all that I got
Once again, almost lost my damn shot.
Refocused, re-evaluated when along came an angel,
My own personal Gabriel the Savior.
I cried and I shouted a big amen,
I had finally gotten my perfect ten.
-M.A. Fernández
Copyright© 2021 Marlin Alicea Fernández, Soul to Ink. All Rights Reserved.
Broken Souls
Image via: You were my forever fire that seems to be burning down. We were ignited by a passion and desire that appear to no longer exist. Two souls that loved so fiercely give the impression of no longer being able to co-exist. Two hearts that once so passionately kissed, now only see a near miss. Turning a beautiful story into a sorrowful twist. You were a small guiding light in a dark and stormy world, but just as us, this concept is no more. We were like a falling star, beautiful, but rushing to its death, with no more hope to bet. We were love incarnated and happiness in a perfect picture. But weak became the pillars of our faultless structure. Our love became sicker, our interactions toxic and somehow we both seemed to lose our compassion and logic. We were brought together by the cosmic and ripped apart by our actions. We were and are a sad love story to be told. We are but the remains of to broken souls.
-M.A. Fernández
Copyright © 2018 Marlin Alicea Fernández, Soul to Ink. All Rights Reserved
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