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g 9h
A burning flame with flare,
and most of the time too bright
for me to sit and stare,
even if I use all my might.

They say I glow,
but I can't help notice the dull
so instead I look low,
always empty, never full.

But every so I yearn to see,
someone who loves me for me.

Even when it's dark and hard to find,
if anyone would be ever so kind
to look up when I look low,
when I'm half empty, and half full.

Everyone loves the brightest stars,
and stares when I'm near one, fun.
but everytime I go far,
it's like I'm a forgotten son, sun.
lizzie May 13
(The sun’s pov)
I am the life, the light, the dawn—
burning bright, revolving endlessly.
I paint the skies, a vow to you:
We will meet when light and dark subdue.

I see you glow— how ethereal you are.
You have always deserved my radiance,
Setting the night sky ablaze with your light
A glimmer, quiet yet bright.

The stars, my siblings, ask of you:
‘Why do you and The Moon never meet?’
If only fate were kind.
The heavens would fracture,
Our love is almost cataclysmic.

I love you, but love is not enough.
I beg to stay—
Though our part is demanded.
Burning with light I lend you,
I yearn for a touch,
I can only give in the shadow.
Be it lunar or solar.
Widad Apr 2
In the shadows, I’m trapped and alone,
A twisted world, my heart’s turned to stone.
He watches my every move with a grin,
But I’ll fight back, I won’t give in.
His whispers haunt me in the dark,
I feel his touch, his evil mark.
But I wait for the moon to light the way,
The eclipse will come, I’ll escape today.
Eclipse in the sky, the dark fades away,
A spark of light to guide my way.
Under the moon, my magic will rise,
And when the sun fades, I’ll claim my prize.
The clock ticks down, the moment nears,
The eclipse will end my fears.
In the silence, I hear his breath,
But I’ll rise above, even through death.
I close my eyes and feel the heat,
The power within me, it’s bittersweet.
The chains are cold, but my heart beats strong,
I’ll hold on tight, I’ll prove him wrong.
Eclipse in the sky, the dark fades away,
A spark of light to guide my way.
Under the moon, my magic will rise,
And when the sun fades, I’ll claim my prize.
His laughter echoes, but I won’t break,
I know the eclipse is mine to take.
The stars align, my power grows,
And in that moment, my spirit glows.
I feel the change, the magic stirs,
The eclipse will come, my mind it blurs.
I’ll break these chains, I’ll break his hold,
For in the light, my story’s told.
The shadows close in, but I won’t fall,
I’ll rise above, I’ll stand tall.
With every heartbeat, I feel the spark,
The eclipse will come, and I’ll leave the dark.
Stars collide, the night turns bright,
The eclipse is here, I feel the light.
My power calls, the chains unwind,
And in the light, I leave the dark behind.
The door is open, I see the sky,
No more whispers, no more lies.
The chains fall down, I take a breath,
I’m free at last, no more death.
He screams my name, but it’s too late,
I’m gone now, sealed by fate.
The eclipse has come, the world’s anew,
I’ll rise from here, and start anew.
The moon is fading, the sun will rise,
I’ll walk into the light, no more disguise.
The world is mine, the battle won,
And in the light, my freedom’s just begun.
Eclipse in the sky, the dark fades away,
A spark of light to guide my way.
Under the moon, my magic will rise,
And when the sun fades, I’ll claim my prize.
Joss Lennox Mar 30
Lost in the woods
no trail to follow
Thoughts like trees
quiet & hollow
Bird sung nightmares
days without ends
Alone with the leaves
no cellphone friends
Impossible to sleep with harsh winds/
hungry wolves all around
Fighting with demons
desperate for a way out
Your time's almost up
to escape the darkness
to depend on the sun
Ravens gather
Rats parade
Vultures begin circling
The sun starts to shade
Familiar footprints remind you
repeating patterns add to the charade
no more backwards view
only moving forward
only pushing through
This poem is a metaphor for feeling alone in life and the different situations we each get in, but having only ourselves to depend on when making a decision towards positive changes and mindset.
Hex Mar 26
The sun and moon, so far yet near,
They meet but once, then disappear.
If fate allows their paths to cross,
Let us meet once, despite the loss.
Syafie R Mar 16
A lone quanta,
adrift in the vacuum,
drawn by an invisible force,
yet bound by no field.

It oscillates,
collides,
dissipates—
fragmented into uncertainty,
its wavefunction collapsing
before it can be known.
Dom Mar 13
In knots I’m bound
Like a loyal hound
To the boon of her weeping.

Across the obscuration of her glow
And the wounds she opens -
Only for our healing.

Caught in hypnosis,
Staring up into the empyrean night sky,
I see her in an incarnadine phantasmagoric glow
Singing nocturnes into a solvent for my soul.

And with my wolfsbane boon
I sing back to her in tune
An operatic symphony for two,
Basking in the resplendence
Of her crimson luminosity,
Freeing me of all animosities.

Admonish my nature,
So I may be absolved
To once again dance under your pale Aurelian sway
And brace myself upon the break of a new day.
Anyone else excited to see the eclipse? My tripod broke and I haven't replaced it just yet so hopefully I can keep my hands steady enough with my heavy **** telephoto lens and get a couple good shots!
Mishika Feb 16
The Moon was a quiet soul,
With not much to smile for.
But oh, the Sunny shade was no bore,
Of course, she was loved by the universe.

The love they shared capsuled
Them in their own galaxy;
The galaxy the little Star
Was oblivious to.

Oh, the Star
Quiet and awkward.
All she meant
Was trouble and boredom.

How she longed to touch the Moon,
To smile and be smiled at,
To love and be loved.
But of course she was too naive.

She was just a young Star,
Too absorbed in her reveries.
She was just a tiny Star,
Invisible compared to the mighty Sun.

When the Moon told the Star
Of his love, she flushed,
Thinking all his poetry was a
Reference to the tiny Star.
But alas, she wasn’t the only star.

Then the eclipse arrived
And the Moon and the Sun
Shared their beautiful kiss.
The Star, however, could not share
Her confusion, so she cheered along.

Of course the Sun was brighter than her,
The Sun was warmer, wiser.
The Sun was everything the moon needed;
The Sun was everything the silly star could not be.
Demonatachick Jan 13
It is not unusual for stars
to love, cosmic attraction
pulling one to another.

In the beginning when the
earth exploded into being
the sun and moon were
born to govern it.

As natural opposites they
avoided one another
sparing no thought whilst
following their own
cosmic paths, solivagant.

Occasionally the moon would
watch the earth and saw how the sun
nourished and brought
joy to its people.

And in turn the sun noted
the moons protective
shade and pitch night
wherein many lovers
stole forbidden kisses.

As the stars courted they
saw each other wholly
for the sun while
nourishing can also be
scorching and deadly, and the moon though many took comfort in its
glow others took it as an
advantage for carrying
out cruel misgivings.

Finally they decided to
meet, a day was chosen
and for a moment they
were as one.

This did not last.

The people below
panicked at this sight
fearing for their lives their
fervent prayers reached
the heavens and so once
more they parted and took
their immortal stations, everlonging.
Happy new year everyone!
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