El'Marcelia Poem by Zaarah Jasmin

She felt back the same pain
A same pain from the past
She could sense's their presence in silence
She foresee the return of the memories
that she try to erase far apart.

She smell the same shadow
of someone that she use to know
She could hear the thought's in their head
She could visualize and see it
from a distance apart.

She could reach onto the feelings
hidden inside the old soul
the one who cross the same bridge with her
the one who gave her a false hope
and destroy the innocent 'cyingsoul''.

She cast a magic spell on a piece of papers
written with a pencil of feathers
As the blood they shed from her before
it would be the thorns in the path of their
walk everyday they will fall.

They called her a witch and said there's
no such thing as one could hear voices
though sense the smell of the invincible
shadow from the other side
Now that she had proven it to them that what has
been told is not an empty words.

el'marcelia **ZJ**