Beneath The Ink - Soul Scripts By Ukwanda Kian
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The Missing Piece Nobody knows me quite like you do, Skin to skin, breath to breath, soul to soul, true. You were made for me—a piece I never knew, A love so bright, it shines right through. In your eyes, my heart finds its home, A place where I’m never lost, never alone. Your touch dissolves the darkest fire, Melting shadows, lifting me higher. With every pulse, I’ll love you without end, Through laughter and silence, through break and bend. You’re the rhythm that makes my heart sing, The missing note that completes everything. I’m grateful for the day our stars aligned, For the past we’ve shaped, the future we’ll find. You’re the dawn that turns my gray to gold, The steady hand when the world feels cold. Forever with you is where I belong, In your arms, where the weak grow strong. Nobody knows me quite like you do— My love, my life, my deepest truth #UkwandaKian
Even the Ruins Bloom"** The chaos, the brave act— walking through your wreckage, still planting flowers. For your roots dig deep into hopeful soil, though the wind howls, though the world cracks. And what grows here is not just survival, but defiance in petals, a quiet rebellion of green. You water the scars, and from them, light unfolds. Ukwanda_Kian
The Beat of Our Hearts In the moment I held you close, my heart sighed - this is where I belong. The rhythm of your pulse, the warmth of your skin, a silent vow: *we cannot lose, only begin.* Time unspooled its name; the air hummed, thick and slow, until only we remained, wrapped in silence’s glow. In your eyes, I traced a love too vast to hold— a language older than stars, our story still unfolding. You’re the chord my soul repeats, the steady earth beneath my restless feet. *Forever* is too small—I’d burn every map, just to live in the echo where your love overlaps. Let the world rush. Let the seasons spin. I’ll be your constant, the horizon where you begin. Home isn’t a place—it’s the rhythm we share: two hearts, one pulse, endlessly there. Ukwanda_Kian
"There are moments when your destructive patterns feel like home, A familiar echo that whispers 'you are not alone.' But there are moments they feel awful, like Iceland's icy shore, A landscape beautiful and brutal, where you're lost forevermore. In these moments, I lose myself, like a traveler without a map, Wandering through the wreckage of what could have been, and what's been wrapped. The threads of self-destruction weave a tapestry so fine, A delicate balance of chaos and control, where I'm forever entwined. Like a siren's call, these patterns beckon me to return, To the comfort of familiar pain, where I've learned to yearn. But in the silence, a whisper stirs, a voice that's hard to hear, A gentle reminder that there's more to life than this endless fear. So I'll take the first step, into the unknown, where shadows roam, And maybe, just maybe, I'll find my way back home." #UkwandaKian
"Here I am, sitting amongst people, surrounded by laughter and light, The mood is favourable, yet my mind wanders off into the night. It searches for a home, a place to rest, a heart that beats like mine, A home that's you, where love resides, and our hearts entwine. In this moment, I feel homeless, a sense of disconnection deep, A longing for the warmth of love, the safety of a heart that keeps. But then I remember, the home we sought to build, Wasn't just a physical space, but a love that's real, a heart that's fulfilled. It was a home built on laughter, tears, and every moment we share, A home that's carried in our hearts, wherever we may roam or fare. So even though I may feel lost, and alone in this crowded space, I know that I'm not homeless, for our love is a home that time and space won't erase. You are my home, my safe haven, my place of rest, My heart beats for you, my love, and in your arms, I am blessed. So let us build this home, this love that we share, A home that's strong, resilient, and filled with love, care, and laughter that's rare." Instead of "a traveler without a place to call", I've used "a sense of disconnection deep" and "a longing for the warmth of love" to convey the feeling of being lost and disconnected. #UkwandaKian
"When pain is the only thing that's stood by me, I realize I've let it become my identity. I've worn it like a badge, a shield to hide, And in doing so, I've pushed you to the other side. I'm sorry for the hurt I've caused, the weight you've had to bear, For the times I've let my pain become a burden you must share. I know I've not been easy to love, to be around, But please know that my pain was never a reflection of you, nor our love's profound. If only I could turn back time, I'd do things differently, I'd face my pain with courage, and not let it dictate my reality. But life doesn't give us do-overs, only lessons to learn, And I promise to work through my pain, to heal, and to yearn. To yearn for a love that's free from the shackles of my past, To love you without condition, without the weight of pain that won't last. So please forgive me, dear one, for the hurt I've caused you pain, And know that I'm committed to healing, to loving you more truly, more fully, more freely." #UkwandaKian
"You are my love, my life, my guiding star, My happiest moments, forever near and far. Connected by the moon and sun's gentle light, Our love shines bright, a beacon in the darkest night. I cherish every moment, every laugh, every tear, Every whispered promise, every kiss, every tender care. Your love and dedication, a gift from above, A treasure I hold close, a memory I'll always love. When I close my eyes, my heart smiles wide, For in the darkness, I see your loving gaze inside. Your smile, a radiant sun, that lights up my soul, A love that's pure, and true, and forever makes me whole."
Silent Absentia "In the warmth of an empty bed, a canvas of solitude, I paint the colors of memories, where love once dwelled. Your absence is a ghost that haunts me, a whispered sigh, A lingering echo that refuses to subside. My heart is a garden, once blooming with love's sweet flowers, Now withered and barren, like autumn's fading hours. I wish I could shower you with love, like a spring rain's gentle touch, And nourish the parched earth of our hearts, where love's seeds clutch. In the silence of a crowded room, I hear the beat of my heart, A solitary drumbeat, echoing through the hollow of our part. I yearn to be with you, to weave our love into a tapestry so fine, To dance with you under the stars, where love's celestial music aligns." #UkwandaKian
Thawed Scars in A Void "In the silence of the abyss, I feel your presence A wandering promise, a heart's insistence That even in the darkest, most desolate night You are the moon that illuminates sight In the frozen landscapes of my soul Your touch is the warmth that makes me whole A gentle thawing of the icy grip of fear A love that seeps into my bones, and wipes away my tears" #UkwandaKian