What Was and What Will Be

Sometimes when the night gets too quiet and too dark

She wondered if she had dreamt it all

Fragments that seemed so unreal and yet ever consuming, engulfed her entire being

An event of transformation simultaneously became an effort to keep her all the same,

a phenomenon so significant yet so ordinary

A bridge between what was and what will be

Ever moving, ever present

Images ever so vivid in her eyes and in her mind

Flashes of moments showed up knocking as if to say

“Hey, it’s me again. Keep me alive!”

Memories of how she was front and centre, focused and enamoured

What a beauty it was, so captivating and so true

An enlightenment as bright as the sun and she wondered

Where has it been all these years?

“You are the one thing I have always been searching for,

you made me remember how it feels to live and knowing why I want to live”

Oh, how she wished you knew

Nights of wild laughs and insane dances, never to be done again

Only once, but once is enough because once is all she needed

One time, done twice… lasts a lifetime

Eyes twinkling with hope as if nothing will ever come close to this again

She was right, nothing ever did because it was then and only then

that she began to understand

How something so bitter can tasted very sweet afterwards

“Because I never want you to forget it”

And she will never does because she can still feel it

If she closed her eyes tight enough

Always looking up to watch and listen

Everything revealed to her as if she had never been illuminated before

What a gift you are to a bleak world in desperate need of colour

So colourful it was that it blinded everyone in its path

Nothing is more paramount than the shades you added into the world

The world filled with dreams scattered around messily

Desperate to be picked up and shone at for once

Lighting it up with the brightest hues, it glimmered as it had never before

Perfection is what it meant when she seeked for the truth

But the farthest you are from it, the more she was intrigued

It’s too good to be true and it may hurt a lot but for God’s sake

It is addicting to crave the pain

Uncertainties clouded and ever present

Morality questioned while an etiquette is present

Something to remember her by, possibly not a thing

But a memory, a laugh, a moment, and an interest

What’s temporary and what’s a potential

Something to remember even if it was a goner

Knowing exactly where the heart is

Gun to the head, choose wisely

She knows what she fancy

Even if the barrier stood in the way

Of what’s real and of morality

In this lifetime, impossible is the way

But who dares to deny her the opportunity to aim for what comes next?

Even if the next life threatened to be colourless

At least the chance for second round have yet to come

The desire to embrace the uncertainties have never been stronger

The definite have always been attractive

For once it seems that the risk posed

Bares no challenge against the rewards promised

As if the power to will the universe giving what she claimed to be hers

Will come her way as sure as day

Time will answer in due course

Determining what was and what will be

Though the course is directed by her hands

Because in this life, she has never been sure of anything but herself