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LeV3e Jul 2016
Those three words...
Slipping from your lips,
Seeping under my skin, I'm keeping quiet
Now, feeling like you ******* took something from me...
See, the surface is cool,
but deeper down the water's cold.
Sea, you sold your soul to a shallow attitude, while
I'm left shivering in a half empty home.
Drowning without your fire.
Despite the flash of passion we shared,
Ashes anointing our pair, you lit up my world...
Then just as fast as the flare,
You were gone.
I did so much wrong...
But tribulation makes me strong.
And so, I arose to the occasion.
I chose to walk among stars,
And I'll be around to take care of you
when you call, to prove to you,
All of my words are true.
Only now, we both have to accept, existing in different dimensions
of these
three words...
no matter how much it hurts.
sushma madappa Jan 2016
The spotlight fades, the curtain falls;

I lay in the dark, close my eyes

And play audience to a celestial symphony of my very own.


Brilliantly lit stars scuttle across

with barely contained urgency.

Trying to find their way home in the dark;

Seeking their designated spot;

Collapsing, colliding, alligning;

Finally coming to a stand still;

To form a pattern - a semblance of home;

Playing their part in the constellation.


Lo and behold, a planet clothed in flaming orange

Darts acroos the sky, pauses to catch it's breath;

Then explodes - into a million little fragments;

Breathtaking, brutal and brilliant, all at once.

Dreams waiting to be sought, seen, serenaded;

And I wake up - to a new show, a new stage, new actors

and yet another spin around the sun!
I woke up from this dream on the morning of the 1st of January 2016 and something inside me shifted a little.
Awesome Annie Mar 2015
I saw it twinkling in the night, so I reached up towards the sky. I wanted so badly to catch it in my hands, but the universe wouldn't yet comply.

I thought of words that made my heart skip, but none more then the ones you said. Stars so brightly circle me, possibilities fill my pretty head.

Scattered about so endlessly, astrology beyond what I can see. If I catch this shooting star, maybe fate will leave us be.

It passes by a moon we share, that casts an eerie glow. Mystics relics can't reveal, something our hearts already know.

I close my eyes and catch that star, plucked it from the night. Now I Kneel on bended knee, wishing with all my might.
Denisse Nov 2014
My dream is like a thousand stars above

So hard to reach but still I'd like to try

And if I follow them into the sky

I'd reach the shooting star of what I love

*d. a. f. p.
Jessy Ivan Diaz Apr 2014
I love looking into your eyes only to see stars that light up
and glisten like an aurora over the northern hemisphere.

I see galaxies form at the palms of your hands that slowly cluster into a fist of love and anger,

red fumes intermixed with purple erode from your fingertips
and onto my orbit.

How beautiful it is to look into a constellation that is inches away from my face and to want to kiss it.

A universe at my sight and only
a touch away,
a look away,
a kiss away.

And I get so lost as I stare into her soul,
but she sits silently as words are carried in meteor showers.

Shooting stars light up in-between our bodies
and the tension is seen.
Fires burn inside our hearts and people gaze at us like we are cosmic,
and we might as well be.

They don’t know what it’s like to look into something beautiful and want to gaze at her for an eternity that we do not have.

And that’s the beauty about humanity,
being mortal.

Because I will never ever have someone come into my life and burn a spectacle of colours that I’ve never seen before.

This is a once and a lifetime thing.

And I’m so so happy.

Happy.

— The End —