Lucy: The Prodigy

1 uplifted spirit/s She thought she was strong enough to conceal all the pain she felt. But her heart never had forgotten all the hurt. It was deeply embossed in her mind, in her soul, and in her whole being. She thought she was as hard as steel but she was a glass. Fragile..

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https://soundcloud.com/louise-yanto/all-i-ask-adele-cover

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I never intended to ruin such handsome face. (Painted by yours truly)

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Nothing is more farcical than hiding the feelings which never existed, it only means painting an empty canvas with lies.

Brush and Pigments, Louise Yanto

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Every night the rain pours, Always melancholic, always blue So warm it burns the skin Every night the rain pours, Never heard of incessant drops But loudest of all silence Every night the rain pours, It comes in lightning and thunder Yet still so soft and tender Every night the rain pours, Sometimes sweet At all times sullen and salty Every night the rain pours, From her most gloomy eyes No cloth could ever dry...

Louise Yanto, every night the rain pours

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The Breath of Memories Drowning

Crinkly collected photographs hid underneath the softness of my pillow as its surface sweat in tears. My fingertip is trying its hardest to resist the urge of crawling its way to the silly captured memoirs of us. Nothing else is as exhausted as my restrained eyes that never stopped disengaging crystalline-formed water, or as feeble as my voice which never refrained from uttering the syllables of your name.

Often times I dig the depthless abyss of what’s left in me and constantly hover to the irrefutable reality that emptiness is all I have. I always rest to the virtuality of the apparent truth that even your shadow won’t go looking for me or even after the thinnest strand of my hair. My foolishness is the only thing I hold on to, for this folly I call has paved my way to hopeless wishing.

I see you in all sorts of shadows, haunting me. And for that, I wish it could eventually turn into reality and not just settle in forms of hallucinations and wild delusions. But returning things back to the way they were is just not the best thing to do, for no matter how many times we try fixing ourselves through all our ripped bonds, we still end up tearing.

Maybe reminiscing the good memories we had are worth keeping but soonest as the ache rooting from the past gets more painful, the more will these recalls be agonizing. There will be no more hands to warm my cold palm and a smile to melt my frozen heart. This parting changed my whole life. But this is not where everything ends for I’ve just proven that you will never have the gut to come back and admit all your wrongdoings.

Let us just make everything drown in the chasm of the deep just as you said.

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You gathered all the stars you can get, and showered them in form of meteors

Louise Y.

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Memories were once in form of constellations But those which shone the brightest Tend to lit out the quickest Heavenly diamonds grew weary of glowing Til they had completely forgotten That precious jewels were meant to shine

and that they shared the same space called sky

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We strayed upon the same path both wrapped in innocence, unawareness and... something indescribable We laid under a sky of silence where no one dared to speak out whatever it is you felt; i felt We know nothing of each other's feelings But I am certain that I am uncertain Should I foolishly succumb to this achy selfless feeling or maybe find my escape and find the trailmarks back to the way things were When I felt helpless I looked up to the same sky that sheltered us, that hid us then afterwards took a leap of faith, closed my eyes, and pinched myself "Stop confusing me, not even in my dreams"

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I drew these but I honestly do not own the concepts engraved on my artworks. I got my basis from pinterest/google.

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“Where are your ‘hugots’ coming from?”

Now let me address this question. First of all, my pieces are not hugots but rather they are different forms of art carved in a distinct way. These artworks and literary pieces do not simply come from my own ideas, I explore different dimensions of life in such a way that I imagine that I am stepping on someone else’s shoe and that I can grasp their feelings as I make them my own. :)))

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If you were to be a song perhaps rhythm and blues No matter how coiled the curls are I'll find my way to you

If you were to be a poem maybe you're a sonnet I'd turn your name into a rune The fourteenth stays unknown

If you were to be a rock then probably a ruby you bestowed luck upon me, and that increases your value to me

If you were to be mine oh, just how lucky I am? I get to listen to your songs, write you poems, and love you

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Spurious diamonds, all were chundered by your lips

Glittery tongue, even fate it flips

Deep-seated eyes reckoned it to be true

Beyond horizons, binding the sky and sea so blue

You had a hook and from it comes a bait

Thwarted was I and all other things I hate

The trap I bit, now there is no turning back

Utterly lured, I can never counterattack

I've fallen to the depths of this cliff

Will you come and catch me? No, as if..

[defineyourgrind]

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Just let them be...

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Young, bold and plain

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Little finger turns the page to cruelty, angst, and hollowed emptiness

Tingling pain, it feels as it grasp every emotion and each warm crystalline tear

Dead colors of the horizon all depicted in her eyes, she can’t feel anything at all

Agony, pure woe and misery everything mixed up, evanesced and now just a part of her memory

Bitterness, and now she’s numb, all pale, impassive not a damsel, but distressed…

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Mr. Happy Pill, where art thou?

I seek your face, I crave your humor

You make me feel upside down

Oh, what power do you possess?

Mr. Happy Pill, what has’t thee done?

to make me feel this way

Joyous, deppres’d, random

and oh I can’t further explain

I love you more than my heart can wield,

my happy pill...