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Amanda Kay Burke Jan 2019
Those who take a second look
At the inner workings of my mind
Are shocked at the depth of the galaxies
The thoughts drifting through mental space confined
Positive and negative words alike
Twinkle like stars in a cold abyss
Vivid memories of laughter and fun
Images of people I miss
On the surface I may seem dim
But if you take the time to explore
The universe inside my brain
You'll see inside I burn too bright to ignore
Tired and can barely think..
sushii Dec 2018
what's left to say?
nothing's here
what's left to hold?
it feels so wrong

there's no way to talk
it's all gone
my hope is dim
barely hanging on
like a *****'s limb
Abby M Dec 2018
My grandmother once told me
A fantastic story
Of moonlight that was lost
From beneath the moon's pale frost
She said it floated off at night
And turned into the small pale lights
That I now see in the sky
Brighter than the moon's dim eye

Oh stars in yonder sky
Born of moonlight, learned to fly
You left La Lune behind
Gently weeping faded light
Emma Oct 2018
Little bright pitta
I throw to the bright sky
Look for your dim lights
I am writing a story about a girl seperated from her siblings due to a war, and she sings a song about a bird called the bar bellied pitta. Decided to make a poem about it in the POV of a witch that looks after said girl after the girl escapes the war.
Edit: I changed siblings to light cause it fit better and didn't make the meaning obvious
B Sep 2018
I like these dim blue lights
They make me feel at ease
They say the aesthetic isn’t about the reality, but about the mentality
That’s the tricky thing about life you see
What we see and what we feel
Are never nearly the same
Sometimes I’ll just sleep
to dream
Daydreamers, Radiohead said they never learn
Beyond the point of no return
Do you know what it’s like
to sit calmly with chaos all around you
because you’re imagining being free
Dreaming—it can
help us survive unbearable realities
They say this is real
But what you feel—
it can heal
It can be as simple as
The aura of these
Dim blue lights
Tahirih Manoo Aug 2018
Some lights clouded
Some are bright
Some glow dim
Some fearfully hide
Some are mesmerizing
Some feel tender
Some seem blinding
Some are lost
Some now finding
Some fluctuate
Others remain wholesome
Yet All are still the same light
Light in different forms shining.


- 2:27 pm Aug 12th 2018.
Are you a lightworker? ...I believe we all are in some ways, since we are all made of and possess that same pure inner light known as the soul/ spirit...
From my Instagram Page
Poetic T May 2018
Where all a collection
              of dead stars.
This is why we burn
so brightly for a finite time.

And when we burn out
             where just faded
reminisce of universal reflection.


Never let your shimmer fade,
               because we are only
                                    moments

Fading within a lifetime
                of memories
                 that like stars dim.
lilly grace May 2018
a lightbulb
it goes on
and it goes off
it can flicker and flick
it can dim
it can brighten
but in the end
you can always turn it off
kind of like a human life
welcome to my page :)
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