tenshiji

LOST PARADISE

Can heaven hear the wails of the broken children?

The indigo colored sky enveloped the extensively illuminated city, harmonious laughter echoed through the alley as a triad of teens passed by the busy streets filled with chatters, citizens and lanterns– of different sizes, shapes, and colors livening up the night along with the twinkling stellar above. 

The buoyant one, playing with the fan at his hands, stopped in his tracks as they reached the hill and his eyes sparkling in fascination– mirroring the sky, and breathing hitch as he admired the view of the city and mountains.

"Oi oi" The slender of the three snapped the attention of the distracted youngest member. His hands outstretched and waved towards him, beckoning to come close as their distance was now a few feet, leaving the youngest steps short. The oldest shook his head, standing beside the slender teen, giggles emerged out of the young one's lips as he joyfully skipped and caught up to the other two. Tickles welcomed him as he approached and got close, hugging and tousling his hair. A fond smile in both of their faces as a strand of the youngest's hair remained upright– chuckle and laughter surrounded the three. The youngest links their arms together as they continued making their way and walking the path. 

Was it only a few years of friendship? when it feels like universes, eras, worlds– our souls have been walking together on different paths of time. 

Skip… Leaping into the rocks across the river– and so does our souls from one lifetime to another, crossing the dimension of creation, matter, and rejuvenation. 

Slipped and almost tumbled, as my feet misplaced on the rock– but a pair of hands held my arms, it was you guys. I smile because I'm with you, I can cry because I'm with you. Our souls have had each other since the beginning, now and onwards. In happiness and loneliness– I've found you both, my ally. 

Fireworks have started to soar the sky, burst then sparkle. A sense of urgency sparked in us and we hurried– running and laughing to the open area to watch the flare. There we stood, leaning on the rails, pointing at the sky.

The show started and illuminations enchanted the sky and placed the eyes that seen it under a spell– bewitched them and moved their hearts by its glimmer. The night sure was magical and the fireworks lighted the people's darkness– but nothing beats the moon's constant illumination that shined through the dark everyday for billions of years; watched you sleep, grow, cry, smile– been with you through it all.

“RED means I LOVE YOU。” tw // stabbing, obsession, death, knife, blood.

"At ang isang tulad ko Ay ang dahilan kung bakit...." 

101721 ㅤ

ㅡ mild angst。 

ㅡ CFK SILAKBO SERIES 1st Entry。

TW // Car Crash

It was dusk of Summer Camp Vacation, our family were on our way home after a week-long vacation at the woods. Dad was driving and beside him was our dear mother, seated on the shotgun seat. My lil twin sister and I was seated on the back, her seated at the middle, and me at the right side. It was a peaceful ride, my sister listening and singing along with the music as I observe the view at the window. The sun was setting, the tranquil sky was filled of ravishing red and orange hues. I take my eyes off from the window and look at my family, Dad was smiling as he listens to Mom and Iris singing, his eyes fixated on the road and his hands on the wheel. Iris was leaning at the space between the driver’s and the shotgun seat, joyfully singing with Mom. Mom grabs her hairbrush and places it in front of her lips as she sing, using it as a mic. I smiled and lightly chuckled at the scene unfolding in front of me. I shook my head playfully and set my gaze upon the window again.

A deer came, galloping on the road unexpectedly, making Dad turn the steering wheel rapidly, making the car loose control and go off track. The sound of screeching tires, my pounding heartbeat, then a loud crash filled my ears. I opened my eyes, my head throbbing and my vision blurry, I felt blood trickle down from my forehead. I scan the surroundings with my blurry vision feeling dizzy. My sister’s small body thrown in front into the hood and a group of unknown shadows scattered around the car. That was the last thing I saw before my vision blacked out.

021421 ; prompt

https://open.spotify.com/track/2jHHaNZrgt506zDAKlhQr3si=Xeh_szr3T0iHraVrbpyBhw&nd=1

Sino ba itong binibining sumasaisip at nagbibigay ng magagandang ngiti sa aking labi? Ikaw.

Sino ang aking kinasasabikang makapiling at nagbibigay liwanag sa aking mata't mukha? Ikaw.

Ang binibining nakakabighani ang ngiti at may singkit na mata ang s'yang dahilanㅡ Sigrid ang kanyang ngalan.

Araw-araw, mula pagkagising hanggang pagtulog; ikaw ang laman ng aking isip, sinisinta.

Ang iyong ngiting 'di mawala wala sa aking isip ang pumapawi sa aking pagod at nagpapabuti ng aking araw.

Sabik kitang makapiling sa aking mga bisigㅡ upang maramdaman ang yakap at init mong nakagiginhawa; at ang iyong nakakahalinang amoy na nagbibigay kalma sa akin.

Ito ang pahinga para saakin; ang hawak hawak ka sa bisig ko habang tayo'y nakahimlay sa salas, ninanamnam ang prensya ng isa't isa.

011421; prompt

https://open.spotify.com/track/3AJwUDP919kvQ9QcozQPxgsi=o7Ac1mqhTaSxpILcaWUMAw&nd=1

Hello, to my yellow. Not only yellow but all of the colors known.

Before I met you, I was really a mess. My world was filled of only black and white hues.

Cliché? but yes, that's what my world was; Somber. I feel like I'm at the shadows, I can see people at the light with a smile at their faces. I hope to live like thatㅡ I hope to feel alive and free.

When you came, light shined through. You are the sun and rainbow after the storm and rain.

Every time you smile, a glow of radiance outlines every bit of you and the corners of the room.

Your hugs and kisses bring me warmth and comfort, my rest and home.

The rainbow symbolizes hope and faith. You believed in me, more than I believed in myselfㅡ You bring out the best of me.

12 - 19 - 20

edited by tenshiji. do not repost.

edited by tenshiji. do not repost.

edited by tenshiji. do not repost.

122820 ; prompt

"Dasha?" A warm honey voice called out. The toddler stops coloring and snaps her head in the direction of the voice. The owner of the voice has chestnut brown locks, a small sharp nose, slender double eyelided eyes, and thin lips.

The child's face instantly beams as she sees him.  She smiles widely showing her cute little teeth and soft chubby cheeks. "Dada!" The young girl exclaims as she runs to her Dad.

The father picks her up as she clings to his neck, he hugs back. After a few seconds, he sets her down on his lap.

His eyes trailed from the crayons to the drawing. The corners of his lips turn up into a small smile as he looks at the kid. "You didn't practice writing again?"  He asks as he softly pats her head.

The man chuckles and gently brushes her hair. "You're not interested in writing eh?" He looks at the child in the eyes. "Someday, you're going to like writing. It will be a powerful weapon and platform where you express."

──   🌼

The teenage girl walks down the stairs with a book in her hand. She peeks through her father's study room. She sees him hunched over his laptop, busy typing. "Sweetie, why don't you give this to your dad?"

She sees her mom holding a tray of coffee and bread as she approaches her. Her hair was raven black and her eyes fierce but her gaze soft and loving, her nose sharp and pointy, her lips stretched into a sweet endearing smile.

She mirrors the smile and gladly takes the tray, her mom smiles wider and walks away.

A knock was heard, "Dad?" She calls out as she opens the door and carefully closes it. "Here's your coffee." She places it at the table along with the bread.

She glances at his laptop and sits down at the stool beside the table. "Why did you decide to write?"

"I write because I feel like my heart somehow dies if I don't." He answers with a smile after taking a sip of his coffee. He ruffles her hair as she returns the smile. Dylan turns back to his laptop and starts typing.