Gaze

Prompts from Makhluk Seni for WELP, a movement to 'weaponise' love in all forms of expression. Prompts were released throughout the month of February for writers to submit any short form of writing.

 Recently I have been really inspired by space references and wanted to incorporate it more with my pieces.

Prompt 14: Our stars wrote for us...
Look up and see the blinking lights sparkle back at you. Watching the night sky feels magical. Sometimes it feels like you're not alone, sometimes it feels like the stars are writing something for you.⠀

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Tell us: what did the stars write?⠀
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I have seen the way your eyes look at the tribulations of the Earth
Seeing through the layers of falsified fronts that people put up
The weeping of regrets and sinking of spirits.

How your eyes fight so hard from blinking
Because losing that moment will lose your true connection with them forever
Once passed, the planets won't realign again for aeons.

 Their fingers that set so lightly on your palm,
impressed such a weight that is equivalent to the burdens of the centuries
Those fingers you would not let go of,
appendages that you would tie to your wrist and fingertips with the strings of your heart
A maze of fingerprints interlocking and laced by veils of memories and time.

 Meteor showers could burn the atmosphere surrounding me
but I would still burn with the same passion to look into your eyes and hold your hands again.

 Hoping you would feel the warmth of my empathy
while you rummage through the galaxies for pockets of safety nets to call your home
Drifters find ways to survive in the sub zero cold
but I know well that you need combusting heat to set your furnace aflame to stay alive.

 I will always be waiting by the campfire under the stars
Calling out to Orion to watch over you and Ursa to keep you safe
Hoping you would be drawn by the flames of Halley's comet and stow away in its tail till you find your way back to Earth.

 Till then you will be the twinkle in my eyes when they reflect the night sky.

 - Swit Marie
1750H 2nd March 2019
Coffea Coffee




Swit Marie is a 'Jacqueline of all trades' who loves wearing plaid
When words fail, she allows movement and emotion to carry her through
A believer in making dreams come true, she would love to collaborate with you
An explorer starting fresh and would only give her best
She stands in the gap and will only call it quits when it's a wrap.


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