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FunSlower Jul 27
Oh deep breaths I cannot take
Before I break the surface of the darkest lake.
I see myself rising fast towards freedom,
But a lone ankle shackle anchors me to the depths
With a long chain of my own making.
Oh deep breaths I’m not yet taking.
Know the chain’s old links are breaking.
I’ve found the Softest Voice of Reason.
Ever tranquil in every season. Tapered to my chest.

Fly along, Firefly. Ignore wind resistance.
Guide me through this dissonance.
Cantankerous quests end in an instant.
Rambunctious requests reformed by insistence.
Please, no bequests for pity’s sake.
Keep those for jovialities, My Snowflake.
You bring warm stars on cold nights;
Wise words for swift flights of sorry sights.
So I’ll learn to see when you turn out the lights.
Forget me not,
For I’m still growing.
My eyes are shut
While yours are glowing.
Shofi Ahmed Jul 15
Unlike the sun
the Moon is two.

There is only one
most glowed up firefly
full moon in the night.

And one more
verily the same one
the blackmoon walker
in pure dark!
Anais Vionet Jul 9
Sometimes you have to get your halo *****.
Is this an epigrams or a firefly? There's never an English professor around when you need one.
Eloisa May 23
She watches a firefly dancing
in the pretty, sorrowful darkness.
She’s a moonflower clinging to her dream,
singing songs of love and magic.
A mystical vision in the radiance of night,
in her concluding silky, passionate glide upon the deathless sky,
in her deepest grief,
some blissful dreams arise.
Svetoslav Mar 26
it Is your turn
    write in the skies
      make the fireflies burn

      in a sparkling daylight
    the fireflies land on jaded plantations
igniting them for starlight's doom

      smoky grasses breathe in the tree leaves
        suffocating it and blinding it out of danger

      a daylight star
    in a whirlwind rotates
      and the journey makes
    with a will of passion
      flowing from lava lakes

      now a dark and gloomy night
              makes the fear of darkness go bright
      as their flames turn into light

              our minds void lead to the mystical path
      separated into three different directions
              towards gates of relaxing, fright or depression

            wherever you walk you will regret
      and think you've chosen the wrong path
Captain Trips Feb 24
We could dance with
the fireflies
and sing with
the crickets
if only you'd
let me show you
how.
Rashed Kingshuk Dec 2020
Your hair takes bath in the new moon,
became pitch black and more serious.
at the traffic signal of your parted hair
fireflies gather
E Nov 2020
There's hope in the dark,
Honey amber in the night,
Flickering like the stars,
Let there be light of the hole in your heart
Maria Mitea Oct 2020
is not about how deep i love you

it is about me, being a little firefly
now resting in the grass
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