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🌻The FledglingThe fledgling emerges from the nest
and hops towards your side.When will these wings
ever have me take flight?said a mere feather of thoughts
that glide through its mindas your wings, once tattered
gently pushes it steps ahead,yet shields its view
the moment it takes its own instead.The fledgling chirps,
its voice meek and benign:What if there comes a day
I leave this nest behind?It falls on deaf ears,
but perhaps it beats being heard,for your voice, a product of worlds
harsher than what it would live throughwould have resonated much greater
than its words ever could.The fledgling puffs its chest
and looks right into your eyes.Is this what it will always be like
so long as I am alive?You stroke its head and return its gaze
with a gentle embrace.Now tongue-tied with frozen feet,
it shrinks and looks away.As you hold onto a shadow of your might,
you say:One day.A familiar phrase thins the air,
but somehow, it never fails to suffice,for the fledgling retracts its wings,
hanging its head once held high.And with a rueful smile,
it steps back inside.

🌻AphonicThe edges of my tongue are chipped away
as if someone is tearing off bits and corners
of a chocolate bar. and the sweet diminishes,
coated with more bitter with every next bite.Words traverse through the bumps
yet at a mere glimpse at the outside,
are swallowed back whole
falling and crowding
back into the vacuum
they belonged in.And what is left
ties itself into
a knot
akin to a butterfly
that perches tight,as its wings
refuse totake itto greater heights.

🌻HomeIn search of home,
she peers at corners of grey walls surrounding her,
for otherworlds invisible to the rest,
or for a moment she could slip through the cracks.She dreams of an ethereal forest
with an assortment of flowers.
One where the breaths her shoulders can finally take
are drawn in between steps
graciously made at their own pace,
while in subtle syncs with the tender breeze.Perhaps the path leads to a cottage
where her fingertips lift up as she walks in,
dancing across the table gleefully
while they pour her a cup of hot chocolate.
A trail of magic follows their steps,
giving life to what was once
figments of fantasy that kept her company,
now taking shape before her ever so seamlessly.Past the central area, a room
where sunrays gently filter past the curtains.
Where judgement moves away, making space
for her shackles that fall apart.
And the blankets wrap her in an embrace,
holding the pools of tears and laughter that erupt.But alas, another search that concludes
with a world that watches mercilessly
as the walls look down on us for eternity.
Still, she persists in her search
right where home could never be.

🌻The Bluebird
(from Love Words: An all Vocaloids zine)After another long day,
My footsteps trudge along the same old path.
Yet amid today’s looming shadows
where my gaze often follows,
The corner of my eye catches a bright trail of blue.A tiny bluebird. An uncanny,
almost mocking sight to my piteous plight,
till a hum I once recognised wafts through the air,
accompanying her presence as she glides by.Her shimmer streams around an open field,
beckoning me to take a seat.
She somersaults as soon as she lays eyes on my screen,
and picks out that familiar tune for me.Across the clearing, the grass begins to whistle.
A journey unearthed after its burial
in pockets of time for far too long.
Her voice resonates throughout the sky,
reminiscent of one who lifted me up
through tears and forlorn nights with her song.“... from me and just for you, so many birds
Carrying my love words.”
I finally keep apace with the path we now share,
yet the bluebird has since taken flight again,
her humming now a distant echo in the air.And as her trail fades,
looking to shower on another,
I gaze upon the night sky,
at the one who made me believe
in brighter tomorrows once more,
just like she did before.

🌻A Smile in the Rain Fall
(from Here is a Brighter Garden: A Seasonal DDLC Fanzine [POV:Sayori])In scarves and sweaters,
We strolled down the path that bound our houses together.
The same path that once greeted us
With flowers in an array of shapes, sizes and colours,
Now littered with dots of dull reds and browns.The warm embrace of the afternoon glow I craved,
As it rewarded us after a long day,
Gave its way for a muted grey in the sky.
If I could, I would fervently wish away the rain,
But the clouds persisted no matter how hard I tried.A light shower washed away the beads of sweat on our foreheads
that once accompanied us under the summer heat.
The raindrops gathered as they hit the ground,
In puddles of little mirrors beneath my feet.An everyday my heart never welcomed,
But an all too familiar sight.
Wouldn't a world lately dyed with palettes of gloom and disdain,
Only put you through the same plight?But under your coat, I instead caught a glimpse
Of a wide, childish grin.
While it looked to me like another cloudy day,
You saw it as a chance to play.
You dashed forward, not once refrained
By your shoes soaked by the rain and puddles on the ground.
Squatting beside a tree on its last leaves,
Your eyes glimmered before the acorns and mushrooms underneath.You gathered a large bunch of leaves,
That had long lost their vibrant greens,
Before you threw them in the air
And as they rained on you, you stretched your arms towards me.And I could hear the trees heaving their quiet sighs of relief
Through a cool, gentle breeze.I looked up at the sky
Doing its best to hold back the rain,
Painting the faintest of silver lines,
Etched in the edges of the falling droplets.And as my footsteps glided towards your open arms,
I wondered if you would ever know,
How much your smile that never faded as you greeted them all,
Be it the scorching sunshine or the torrential rain,
Be it the joyous summer or the sullen fall,
Meant to the world,
And to me.🌻

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