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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

Copyright © 2015 Marlin Alicea Fernández, Soul to Ink. All Rights Reserved

Broken Souls

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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

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The Perfect One

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Lately, I’ve started losing sleep, pondering on everything that is and what could be.

I try to push away the thoughts that invade my brain and yet it always seems in vain.

While my tired soul and body beg for sleep, I lie awake thinking about things that all I wish is to set free.

I am cornered by the notion of never having another conversation with you or following my heart on what do.

Trying to overcome my mistakes;  has become more a game of survival, and less about doing whats right.

Although you were the one who had to overcome betrayal.

I’m the one who can’t sleep at night. I’m the one who never feels right and has no more will to fight.

And while I try to put myself in your shoes, there are things that being you; I still would never do.

They say that hate is the worse emotion someone can feel towards you,

but that’s cause no one has felt the ice cold actions of your indifference.

It’s so clear to see all the changes in your soul and how you are so different.

Even though I fear losing you or worse losing myself, I fear more that I will no longer see you with good eyes.

That there will be no good left to love, that I will hate you so much that I will forget about all the true love.

I’m scared that I will never want to hear your name and bestow you with all the blame.

I have loved you so deeply and for such an immense lapse of time.

That I rather walk away and stay with the memory of the good man that once mine.

-M.A. Fernández

Copyright © 2018 Marlin Alicea Fernández, Soul to Ink. All Rights Reserved

The Colors of Pain

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Some say pain is blue, but pain can be other colors as well.

Pain is orange and pink like the sunsets we used to watch together.

Pain is aqua like the car you would always arrive in to see me.

Pain is pale cream like the sand we walked upon on our first date.

Pain is light blue and purple like the sky the day you asked me to be yours.

Pain is deep red as the roses you would gift me every month until our very first year.

Pain is yellow with brown spots like the first stuffed animal you ever gave me.

Pain is white and pink like my surprise birthday cake on my nineteenth birthday.

Pain is white like the sheets we use to lay under together.

Pain is red and white like the coolers I used for all of our picnics.

Pain is green like the grass we laid on so many times.

Pain is purple and blue like the luggage we used to travel together.

Pain is black and white, like our first kitten.

Pain is black and silver like the jewelry box you personalized just for me.

Pain is colorful like the fish tank you gave me on our second anniversary.

But most of all; pain is black, a black so deep no other color can ever standout.

Pain is black like the day we parted ways,

pain is black like the moment I realized you would no longer stay.

Pain is black like the moment I lost my best friend.

Pain is black like every day we fought to try and get back together.

Pain is black like coming to grasp with the fact I was fighting in vain. 

Pain is black like crying every day.

Pain is black like feeling alone, like having no purpose.

Pain is black like flying thousands of miles only to hear you no longer loved me.

Pain is black like I still love you.

Pain is black like I will always love you and will have to live with the notion that I forever lost you.

Pain is the color attached to every broken memory.

-M.A. Fernández

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Faultless Embrace

Day 9

We challenge you today to write a poem in which something big and something small come together.

For some reason this challenge got me thinking of the first time a mother meets their child.

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I didn’t know such happiness could be felt,

with all the damage that through my life I had been dealt.

I so big, compared to her small fragile body,

needing so much love and so much protection.

And yet in her small frame so much perfection.

As soon as I saw her I knew I’d love her forever

because she herself was a treasure.

With her, in my arms, everything felt right,

life seemed bright and there was a new reason to fight.

 

-M.A. Fernández

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Eyes of the Future

Day 8

I was busy with school assignments yesterday so it’s safe to say I forgot to do day 7, so, on to day 8.

Write poems in which mysterious and magical things occur. Your poem could take the form of a spell, for example, or simply describe an event that can’t be understood literally. Feel free to incorporate crystal balls, fauns, lightning storms, or whatever seems fierce and free and strange.

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She looked into her crystals trying to determine her own fate,

but it always seemed to change at an incomprehensible rate.

She wanted more than anything to know it would end,

if she would find that perfect love or have a good friend.

She craved to know if there was more for her life,

if anyone would ever be by her side.

But her crystals never gave her the answers that she sought,

and her efforts were always more for naught.

 

-M.A. Fernández

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Shattered Soul

Day 6

Today, we’d like to challenge you to write a poem that stretches your comfort zone with line breaks. That could be a poem with very long lines or very short lines. Or a poem that blends the two.

I have never liked something about short poems, so that’s how I decided to embrace this challenge.

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He was a broken soul,

damaged by actions.

Unknowing how to control reactions.

He once trusted wholeheartedly,

but at the most important moment turned cowardly.

He let go of all the good that could be,

because in his mind, he could no longer trust nobody.

 

-M.A. Fernández

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Dark Soother

Day 5

For today I decided to outsource instead of using NaPoWriMo’s prompt.

Challenge: Write a poem using all of the following words: smooth, soothe, work, dark.

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She was a smooth work of art.

Her mind seemed to soothe my soul

and I just wanted more.

I was addicted to her dark patterns,

never concerned about the things that could happen after.

Her perfection was the best ecstasy you could possibly hope for.

Always being left with the desire to explore.

She was broken and twisted in the most flawless way.

Which made want to always stay.

She may not have been your typical kind of perfect,

but that’s exactly what made it al correct.

 

-M.A. Fernández

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