Lost and found in galactic sea
Full of trinkets, socks and desires
Tossed together, lost and free
Cosmic quiet of human fires
Scouring through things of others and myself
Silly ornaments that burned once are now embers
when space placed trinket on a shelf
Even stars forget what the glow remembers
I see one’s courage and another's doubt
A scarf stitched with malignant fury
Deep it goes as so the doubt
And smells of old love lost in a hurry
Many curse for missing what sky kept
Not mirrors for why they were left behind
Spurts of bliss of moments wept
And gather dust in recesses of the mind
In melancholy I shut the box
And a cosmic indifference sighs
Things gone are never lost
Simply waiting to hear the rhymes
And for this once I will only say
The chasm is ghastly in its way
And all the bunch has found a home
Washing away in cosmic seafoam
Nov 30, 2025
Nov 30, 2025 at 10:05 AM UTC
Lost and found in galactic sea
Full of trinkets, socks and desires
Tossed together, lost and free
Cosmic quiet of human fires
Scouring through things of others and myself
Silly ornaments that burned once are now embers
when space placed trinket on a shelf
Even stars forget what the glow remembers
I see one’s courage and another's doubt
A scarf stitched with malignant fury
Deep it goes as so the doubt
And smells of old love lost in a hurry
Many curse for missing what sky kept
Not mirrors for why they were left behind
Spurts of bliss of moments wept
And gather dust in recesses of the mind
In melancholy I shut the box
And a cosmic indifference sighs
Things gone are never lost
Simply waiting to hear the rhymes
And for this once I will only say
The chasm is ghastly in its way
And all the bunch has found a home
Washing away in cosmic seafoam
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