#glimmer
Summer nights had lost their luster
As a million fireflies dim their embers;
Only in nostalgia could we glance
Those scenes where they once danced
Lost are their glimmer—
The forests mourn their partners
For they've taken its tiny souls
Mystic glows that made them whole
Their embers were put to rest,
And murk swallowed these blessed;
Their shine that wanes to bloom
Now forever sleeps in gloom.
Jun 12, 2025
Jun 12, 2025 at 2:02 PM UTC
The glimmer in your eye
doesn’t shine the way I remember.
There’s still kindness in your gaze,
but it feels hollow.
Your eyes look worn,
like you haven’t slept in years.
Do you even remember
who you are?
Still I give you the coffee
that you might love more than me.
So I can sleep next to you
while you stay up at night.
May 7, 2025
May 7, 2025 at 3:00 AM UTC
Her brown eyes are like polished
mahogany, their rich hue deepened with a subtle glimmer, lacing beauty into every flower bed they touch. They hold an irresistible warmth and clarity, reflecting a depth that's both inviting and enigmatic, like the first sip of coffee on a quiet morning, awakening something deep inside. They shimmer, soft as stardust, each glance revealing a gentle spark, as if they're harboring a soft, unspoken magic just for you.
Aug 27, 2024
Aug 27, 2024 at 3:05 PM UTC
What right do you have to lie there so beautiful,
So far away?
I am bathed in the shadow of your gaze as I write this,
And trying to follow the map of grief drawn, to meet you.
Transport me, my glimmer, to your dissociative place.
We'll sit there in silence.
Sep 17, 2023
Sep 17, 2023 at 8:36 PM UTC
What we have lost will never be returned to us
That is the reality of life
Once love is lost can it be regained
Can you retrieve the freshness that once enticed
Do those tender moments re-appear
Loving eye to eye contact relived
What of us holding hands while on a stroll
Memories of that anticipated first date
Where have the nights of passion gone
How can we forget our dream wedding
A honeymoon set in the most exotic of places
Is that glimmer of hope our first child gave faded
Or does it slip away more and more
The warm embraces now bitter words
Hugs and kisses replaced by space in the bed
Civility replaced by cruelty
Distain there to remain
That is the question yet to be answered
Andreas Simic©
Jun 7, 2022
Jun 7, 2022 at 6:35 AM UTC
May the future never be a sprint,
but a smile
as that which you cant walk through
can be traversed
with but a gracious glimmer
of hope.
And smile :)
Sep 20, 2020
Sep 20, 2020 at 5:18 PM UTC
haphazard gaze caught a star
alone,away
glimmering
through mists of time
Sep 3, 2020
Sep 3, 2020 at 12:33 PM UTC
Distinct shades of hues — stood the same
as the pitch-black dusk
takes place into the steel cage,
it dooms her life — a tale of desolation.
A series of the cynic
seeking through — peeking eyes
hushed lips,
here comes despair.
Painted words
by her — another form of scars
wrestled and won
of newness
and fondness
of her secrets
and her sins — are like faces
from a covered haze.
Shredded reputation — stop!
“It will never settle.”
She will strike once again
her vulnerability — remains concealed:
it must preserve her.
“It will never end.”
As she sips from the twists of her
remorse,
though she buries
her facade.
“End her.”
Hailed by her,
while she seeks for
another shade of colors — thus lead her
of another yet
the flicker of the sun.
“It will work out, I believe so.”
Jun 8, 2020
Jun 8, 2020 at 2:53 AM UTC
There was a time when she cared
To satisfy any need of yours, she was prepared
You gave her just enough to stay
And stay she did everyday
There was a glimmer of hope that she will receive love back
Every song related back to you, every soundtrack
One day, 3 am at night she laid there
Room dark, status of you being online a glare
She watched it switch offline, realising you never replied
Finally it ******* hit her that to be her lover you were never qualified
Males are only useful if they are fertile
Men are trash was not just a insta post, it became a lifestyle
If liking men was a choice
Trust me when i say i would have yeeted the boys.
May 30, 2020
May 30, 2020 at 8:13 AM UTC
We must first see what is the
achievable end
to first catch the glimmer of hope.
Of what started at the beginning
and realise that to go forward
we must readjust.
But to change we must stare at the abyss
of our consequences,
to realise that without diversity we'll
never transition beyond now.
May 20, 2020
May 20, 2020 at 5:06 PM UTC
It’s hardly a flicker,
A flash in the dark -
But it’s markedly something
Perhaps a new start
May 12, 2020
May 12, 2020 at 12:26 PM UTC
The blonde shimmer of your hair gets lost
In the lights of city and it begins to transform
Into your ambition that keeps you alive
While the shine and glory of youth that you have in your face
Is mixing with loud sirens of the city
Just a little bit , just a little bit shine that I’m searching for
A green glimmer would keep me alive
Trying to distract myself from the distance that we put between us
A shine of happiness would keep my heart alive
So busy with our lives that we don’t even realize
How the city reacts with our hearts
When we feel a heartache we just look at the city lights
Like lights could take the pain away
Perfectly cut, walls of glasses
Another day is beginning
The sun is rising again.
Sep 29, 2019
Sep 29, 2019 at 2:38 AM UTC
There’s a song in my soul
That I try to control
But it won’t be directed
Or infected by me
My higher self singing
and flinging me
forwards into the light,
with my dreams in sight
There - where I am awake,
with glimmer and gleam and
in sync with my being.
Apr 4, 2019
Apr 4, 2019 at 10:37 AM UTC
wheres the golden days they spoke about
seem like metallic lies
shiny by the looks of them
still cold to the touch
Mar 22, 2019
Mar 22, 2019 at 2:57 AM UTC
Do I dance through your head like an ancient melody,
so distinct and historic, yet repeated traditionally?
Do I sing through your ears like a blue bird's pretty song,
so constant in the morning, promising from dusk to dawn?
Do I twinkle in your eyes like a midnight moon's glimmer,
so steadily, heavenly bright, reflecting like a lakeside's shimmer?
Do I do all of these things like there is no other routine?
It's funny how even distance can't halt a fond heart's memory.
Oct 20, 2018
Oct 20, 2018 at 8:54 PM UTC
He was bound to the skies,
She was tied to the seas.
They spend their lives apart yet,
the way they glimmer at the horizon is prepossessing
Sep 25, 2018
Sep 25, 2018 at 9:17 PM UTC
It's like you see beyond the glimmer in my eyes
It's like you're able to look right through my faulty smile
It's like you see right past the parts of a different time
It's like you gaze into the depths and see two of a kind
It's like I seem to be to you as clear as the sky
Whenever you can't see a ******* cloud on the horizon, why?
You see the good intentions and you see the wicked ways
The water on the surface and the Devils own blaze!
I'm the master of my fate, I am not the beast in me!
I will not succumb, not be numb, to your ******* greed!
I will stay afloat, in the tides of misery!
I will make my way, and you will not **** me!
The jester we are one, the good and bad combined!
We live to entertain, but it's myself that I provide!
Laughing in despair, head lowered in pride
A contradictory conflict, and you see it in my eyes...
It's like you see beyond, the glimmer in my eyes
It's like you're able to look right through my faulty smile
It's like you see right past the mask behind which we will hide
It's like you gaze into the depths and see our dead divide...
Aug 20, 2018
Aug 20, 2018 at 12:46 AM UTC
All these dreams that remains a dream,
their glimmer and shine
now feel like pinpricks in my eyes,
as the list of “not-achieved” and “compromises”
grows long.
Jul 11, 2018
Jul 11, 2018 at 7:07 AM UTC
And I wonder, "Am I just the glimmer in the river reflecting someone else's light?"
May 21, 2018
May 21, 2018 at 12:23 AM UTC
Full
again
the moon
perched
atop
a darkened
plank of cloud
floating
in iridescent
river of sky
again
the moon
pregnant
with
the sun’s
light
round full
lake of fervor
again
the moon
opalescent
in
the stars’
glimmer
silver frosted
ocean of ecstasy
again
the moon...
Apr 23, 2018
Apr 23, 2018 at 10:34 AM UTC
he
ripped my skirt off my thighs
my breath from my lungs
my virginity, a prize
rings caught on cheekbones
the sound of sighs
air filled with moans
lights reflecting of our skin
his horns catch glimmers
but only spread shadows
such a deadly sin
a stone cold killer
*** with the devil
Mar 28, 2018
Mar 28, 2018 at 12:03 AM UTC
you are like:
a mirrored lake, everything below the surface.
handwritten love letters and bright smiles.
a quaint cottage surrounded by wilderness.
the glimmering sand and burning sunsets.
the whole night sky and everything beyond it.
the force in the tide, the chill in the breeze.
lingering glances and long drives.
lightning and thunder -
-and everything-
-in between.
Feb 22, 2018
Feb 22, 2018 at 1:02 AM UTC