Stardust

Stardust 3d

A cool breeze in the early morning
Pastel blue sky, with light rain humming
Songs of birds and insects rise
Nature greets with whispered sighs.

#earlymorning #rainyday

Stardust 5d

Cause we never talked before

I have known you as far as my memory goes.
I have observed you, watched you grow—
As I did too.

But I wonder why we never talked,
’Cause we never talked before,
Was all I could think back then.

And even now,
I think it’s still the same—
’Cause we never talked before,
And maybe… we never will.

I've been an introvert for as long as I can remember. This poem reflects on what could have been—how many connections I might have made if I’d just smiled and started a conversation. But that moment never arrived.

#introvertlife #ifonly #missedconnections

Stardust Apr 26

Blurry Faces

I live among blurry faces,
faces of people I used to know.

Leaving a place and coming back feels like you know someone from before yet not who they are now.

#timedistance

Stardust Apr 26

Blind

Why do we become blind,
When we love someone so?
And blind again with hate,
When we let it grow?

We see no flaw in one,
And only flaws in some.
Why do our hearts so easily
Make our minds its gun?

I was just wondering why I sometimes turn into a fairy tale character for someone—kind, idealistic—while at other times I feel like the foul-mouthed villain’s right-hand man, caught in loud spats. But I'm trying to find a balance, to control my emotions and not get swept away by their intensity. After all, emotions come and go.

#mindversusheart

Stardust Apr 20

In Pieces, Still

When the glass shattered that day,
all I could think was—please stop.
Later, it became—I hope the pieces fit back together.
And now, it’s—I pray they don’t break further.
The pain, you ask?
It’s still there.
Only now, the numbness is manageable.

It’s strange how, like the tide, things escalate and everything suddenly feels out of order. You can’t even process events as they unfold—you’re just left speechless. What once seemed simple becomes complicated and messy. So you pause to ask yourself: is this really reality?
Things break, and they make noise—some people notice, others just enjoy it, indifferent to the consequences for those caught in the middle.
And then there are the memories—strangely missed, yet forever trapped in a chapter, a part, a volume of my life that feels completely different from now.

#brokenpieces #familywounds

Stardust Apr 18

A Prisoner

I am a Prisoner.
Prisoned in the cage of expectations and social order.
Perhaps that’s why I long so deeply for solidarity.
But these chains won’t break—no matter how hard I try.
They feel eternal, their grip unwavering and cold.

A silent rebellion against invisible chains.

#emotionalchains #silentpain

Apr 17

Akriti

I OFTEN ASK

I often ask myself :

"Why is it so easy to die
for someone you love ,
and yet so hard to live on
for someone who cares?"