When fire melts to ice
Does the beauty still entice?
Their touch still stings the same
The same pain, a different name.
Freeze away emotion,
Or burn away devotion.
Cold contempt or fickle fire,
Which does love ever require?
So bring the cold and heat,
But keep the kisses sweet.
Search for the middle between extremes,
Where fire and ice blend at the seams.
In their midst we‘ll soon discover,
The right way to love each other.

I move
With direction but without thought
A wind-up doll dancing
Turn the key, send me spinning
Pull it out and set me free

My limbs are my own again

But they know not where to go
Tripping and falling over themselves
This pain now feels so real

I feel so much and nothing at all
Painfully numb
Numbingly painful
So many thoughts without direction

Tell me what to want
How to feel
What to do
It’s the only way I function

I’ve spent my life without living
Knowing my name but not myself
Maybe I’m playing a game
Hide-and-seek
But no one comes looking
behind the tattered curtains
Where I cower from the spiders
No ones comes looking at all

Or maybe just like words
I grew to become meaningless
Not worth searching for

Looking at my reflection
My eyes draw only blanks
Windows to my soul

I move
I run
Away from everything?
Towards something?

I will keep running
Until something tries to stop me
Until my frantic hands can grasp something real
Until time binds me in cobwebs and lines

You love to make me cry

Am I more beautiful then?
With eyes splashed with scarlet sting,
With lashes in perfect triangles
And cheeks lined with silver trails?

Or am I hideous then?
With eyes wrought with pain,
With lashes hung heavy with sadness
And cheeks streaked with salt.

So do I cry for you to find me beautiful
Or for you to feel less hideous?

The moon never stays long
In our sky it does not belong
Do not fear the dark’s presiding
The moon’s light is only hiding
Promise me you will not weep
The stars are here for you to keep
So rest among the stars my love
Let them guide you from above
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A choker inspired from the book P.S I Love You by Cecilia Ahern and my favourite line in the book "Shoot for the moon and if you miss you'll still be among the stars".

The big black button in the center represents an eclipse, while the two smaller white buttons at the side represent full moons. So its kind of a lunar cycle.... if that makes sense?

Materials used:
~2 kinds of silver chain
~1 big black button
~2 small white pearly buttons
~3 silver stencil-star charms
~3 swarovski crystals (1 cloudy white, 2 clear)
~silver artistic wire
~lobster clasps at the back

For sale at http://www.edelstine.com

Wings spread to fill the sky
Beating fast as they fly
Flowers dance to lure them in
And so their winged journey begin
Dainty one reach for the vast unknown
Spread beauty across fields you’ve flown
Little Icarus don’t journey close to danger
The sun’s burn should remain a stranger
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Materials used:
~4 light turqoise diamond -shaped swarovski crystals
~1 round white swarovski crystal
~1 greenish glass bead
~1 pastel blue round bead
~1 dark turqoise round swarovski crystal
~1 dark turqoise diamond-shaped swarovski crystal
~1 light greenish stone
~1 flat round dark turqoise swarovski crystal
~2 kinds of silver chains
~1 medium-sized silver butterfly charm
~1 small silver butterfly bead
~1 silver toggle clasp

For sale at http://edelstine.com

Blood red roses line the path
Finger them and feel their wrath
Even a flower can cause such pain
Drawing blood by pricking a vein
Roses know their value and protect their petals
Covering their stalks with the sharpest of nettles
I should learn from this practical flower
And lock my heart away in the tallest tower
Fragile things that break and shatter
Should be hidden safe from batter
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Materials used:
~clay red rose
~2 safety pins
~silver artistic wire
~4 scarlet beads
~silver chain
~red felt rope
~1 silver lobster clasp at the back

For sale at http://www.edelstine.com

The little fish is swimming free
Yet he feels so trapped by the sea
Gazing up at the clear blue sky
How he wishes he could fly
To soar with the birds up above
To glide as graceful as a dove
So one day he takes a giant leap
And escapes from waters deep
His lungs burn from lack of air
His eyes stung by the sun’s glare
But as he gives the clouds a kiss
He is lost in a state of bliss
Falling back into the tidal waves
Looking back at the blue he craves
So he keeps leaping beyond the shores
To be a part of the world he adores

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A sweet and simple vintage-inspired short necklace fashioned from:
~thin brass chains
~brass discs (of different sizes)
~an oriental brass fish charm
~3 ice-blue crystals ( not clearly seen in pic D: )
~a teardrop blue glass bead (moonstone-like)
~a small white glass pearl

Going to be selling it for SGD$22.00 (not including shipping) at http://www.edelstine.com



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Last night I made my own world
This world of broken verses
And words I used to love
A world full of nothing
The beauty of the barren
The absence of everything
Blinding ivory
Bleeding silence
It was just me and my world
I could scream and not be heard
Echoes lost to all ears
I could run and not grow weary
The key in my back forever turning
Then you tore through my emptiness
You snatched my hand
My world shattering at your touch
You told me of the world you dreamed of
Painting me pictures
Full of color and things
Melody and song
My eyes burned
Everything was too bright
Too beautiful
And I smiled
We created your world
My world
Our world
Together

I’m more than just a puzzle piece
I fit in your arms
I belong in your eyes
I’m a victim of your charms
Don’t be so coy and calculating
This is more than just an equation to be solved
You+me=magic
But little math is ever involved

Don’t think now
Let your head take a break
Take my hand
And stop my heart’s ache
This more than just us
It’s the only life I want to live
You are more than just a crush
You’re the only one my heart I’ll give

This is more than just a kiss
It sends the world spinning
Let me taste your lips again
Can you hear the angels singing?
I stand plainly before you now
That was more than just a glance
It lit up the entire room
And made the stars dance


This is more than just today
A new beginning that will never end
I don’t know what tomorrow brings
But forever with you I’ll spend
Wait by me for a while
Time is more than just a measure
It’s the sun flying across the sky
It’s a reminder of things to treasure

Hold me tight and feed me heat
This is more than just real
Don’t let go of what we have
This is all I ever feel
Send my heart aflutter once more
This is more than just love
You’re all I ever think about
This is a gift from up above

I am
You are
Love is
This is
Just
More

Nestle in my haphazard mind,
Contents splayed across these pages.
Read my thoughts,
In blood, ink and tears.
Every word a victorious defeat,
Against my hand I fold.
A step forward and back,
I’m where I started before.
A turn of phrase,
It all begins again.
Never advancing,
Constantly in motion.
Circling,
Spinning,
Out of control.
Words beat against my chest,
Ink flows in my thirsty veins.
Stripped bear of pretence,
Each sentence undresses me.
I am naked before your eyes.
Judge me if you will,
Of all there is to see of me.
These pages are my life narrated,
Fragments of myself in verb.
I shatter my soul in pieces,
To frame on paper.
Let my voice twist for all to hear,
Does the sentence hold in your ear,
Or crumble apart?
Do my words still mean what I am,
Or are they distorted in the process?
Voices,
Words.
Different tales unfold
In a strangers eyes.
Take and use them as you wish,
To be broken or abused.
This beauty that was never within me,
Dying to find its place in pen and world.
Perfection is what I think it is,
And my thinking is flawed.
Am I flawed to perfection?
Or perfectly flawed?
The paradise of poets.
Think what you may of this verse,
But do you know who I am?
But how could you?
When I myself do not?
Where am I amongst this mess,
Amidst the debris of time?
Peel back pages of my life,
And raise me from the dead.
Find me drowning in my words,
Lost in my own life.
Where does my life begin and my words end?
Does my life begin or end with words?
Do words start my life or end it?
Did my life become words?
Or words become my life?