Stardust: Favorites

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Dandelion fingers
Brush bruised, barren land

Speckled snowflakes sewn
From follicles of frost

Dusty dreams drape
Over salted wounds

Mystic memories mark
Mirages in no man’s land

Subtle, silvery silence
Nestles through prolonged nights

A touch too tender —
Love and light,
Love and light.

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Chaos creeps,
And silence speaks.

Love that’s light
Is no match for nature’s blight.

Seeds disperse
Under Satan’s curse

All that remains
Of seeds once sown —

Stark, spiked stems
Of dandelion fingers

Dandelion fingers of my own.
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This poem was a tough one, battling poetry block n trying to express something that's generally a taboo topic!
I often find me soothing myself by self hugging and stuff like that. I do this sometimes to feel that special touch; to feel the love i never felt.
Ive tried my best for now, might rework it later on.

#dandelion #fingers

7h Stardust

Once Upon A Time

7h Stardust

GR Ganu R

Once Upon A Time

I step into a room full of darkness and shadow.

Ironically, I once feared this darkness.

But it seems as though I have stepped ahead of the clock.

That is,

The darkness has consumed me whole.

Or rather,

The light has ignited the dark.

But it only became possible once I removed that barrier...

The shutters.

"And then that very moon in the sky, became my light"

Once upon a time,

I dreamed of consuming the darkness instead.

If that had happened,

Who would chose me?

The light or the darkness?

7h Stardust

A Feeling.

7h Stardust

GR Ganu R

A Feeling.

Once upon a time,

My heart yearned for a pair of eyes, those that never once met mine.

They were delicate, enhancing a fragile glass, ready to shatter at any moment.

But I didn't want to prevent such a beautiful moment.

On the contrary,

I simply wanted to watch it happen.

Because there were colorful butterflies flying carelessly above it,

Perfectly reflecting on my glass.

I knew it was something only I can see.

It wasn't love, perhaps curiosity.

I simply wanted to watch over it,

Just for a little longer.

And I still linger.

Curious, and the same question,

"What is it thinking at the moment?"

"Has it shattered?"

Or rather,

"Has it healed?"

Over and over again.

I didn't expect,

An aching heart.

Is it because that very aching heart,

Belongs to me?

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Complete me

7h Stardust

Zarif

Complete me

In this blizzard of greenery,
looking for a bliss,
for my sunshine that hides beyond
the cloudy abyss.

As the crow was yet to fly away,
the wave whispered, and reminded me.

I was always looking for you.
Come, my love, Complete me.

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it will open out

7h Stardust

nivek

it will open out

the road narrows
round a corner
out of sight

but thats ok
travelled that experience
before

a bird sings
the present moment
beautiful

12h Stardust

Just like... always

12h Stardust

CantSeeMe

Just like... always

looking at others
didn’t know it bothered

cause when they start to talk
saying things like 'I wish he’d call'

it hurts
I know I can't say that
cause they are just living their life
happy they look
blooming inside

nothing can destroy that
at least that’s how they feel

I should mind my own business
but-
Should I warn them?
cause it's going to be worse
but for some reason they don’t see the curse

give it time
and everything crashes down
just like…
always

maybe

12h Stardust

Almost a happy child

12h Stardust

CantSeeMe

Almost a happy child

excited I got
looking forward
wouldn't stop
could almost touch
the dream I saw
behave I will
follow the drill

two months to wait
turned with one call
no faith
three years -it changed
older I get
let's see what's left
in 3 years
no drafts
a sketchbook full
of practice deep
sketches weep
still I will follow free
the path
for me

a dream that broke
so much to choke

discrimination it is
but I won't miss
they made a choice
but I have a voice
write it down
with rhyme, not frown
the truth I speak
without a leak

The story behind:

Drawing is kind of the only thing I have some confidence in. Because the only way to become better is practice. And I'm in some really weird world if I draw, I like it that way. You look. And if you really see it, you draw it. That’s how it works.

So when I found a drawing course that focused on really seeing,drawing realistically, cause that's what I like. I got excited. Finally, something where I fit into. Something serious.

But then…
They called my mom.
Said I was too young. 18+ only.
Could have made an exception if I was 17
But no way a 15 year old could come in. They never asked to see my art. Never cared how I draw. Just: “Too young.”
And “the teacher doesn't want you.” So I’m not getting in.

But that's not stopping me :)

This vacation, I’ll practice.
With some silly YouTube videos and some from real professionals, I will try every **** thing until, maybe some year sometime I could get in a class.

12h Stardust

home

12h Stardust

CantSeeMe

home

a place to be
safe
comfortable
happy and
depressed

different with a smile
but still cry for a while
nothing is normal
cause this isn't formal

could be a persons could be a place

but not a house
that's just for grace
it's only there
when it knows your face
when you don't see
only smell
but still could tell

then
call it home

Not a very original topic to write about I know, but be careful when you call something home