"stargazed" poems
M.S. Capulet it's time to be honest with my self
time to wash my chest out
come clean about all I've really felt
This isn't perfect, isn't close,
but neither was the romance that Speare wrote
feel like a fairytale frog with words stuck in my throat
been trying to speak what i feel but so far only just croak
Let me be your romeo...
Dove, you remind me what it's like to fall in love
at midnight like a Montague
you make me want to
throw pebbles at your window
come over late on nights like this when i don't know
because you would't say and you fell asleep
(you thought this might just be a summer thing, some sort of fling)
But I'd do almost anything
to keep you Juliet
no regret, no joke
I don't think there ever were words big enough for this hope. . .
And the two lovers they were starcrossed
just like my fingers when we started "us"
that night we stargazed but i guess I'm just
afraid we'll shatter into stardust
he climbed but
she would have jumped if he asked
that's us
we're trying to get over our past. . .
I'm not gonna pretend i don't think about the past
that i don't sometimes wish it, but that's just it
we've got this chance and i'm not gonna miss it
we've got this time and i'm not gonna twist it around
I've got an ugly purple scar across my heart, will you kiss it now?
It's been far too long trying to get this off my chest
but let's write our own tragedy,
hell, romance is a mess, miss. . .
Jun 23, 2012
Jun 23, 2012 at 1:33 PM UTC
We stargazed.
I pointed out constellations,
You watched in awe
at the wonders of the heavens
and the secrets that they kept
Then I said,
That what's above us,
Isn't nearly as wonderful as you.
Jul 27, 2013
Jul 27, 2013 at 9:45 AM UTC
Of immaterial vision birthed in mind.
Of spirit annihilating the selves,
of calling it plan. The one-
a semblance scattered on deck space
refracts on reflections of the reactions of tokens
of the carnivalesque,
of the hunger artists,
of phenomenon-
which may or may not exist depending on reflective surface of the true self,
of the motion of tides,
mocks motion in body,
of obsession.
The tonality of the "be" and the "is" and the "will be" is deafened by the "I am,"
by the Ohm.
Of shuddering and implanting embraces,
of blessing on every ember of cleanliness that is true self,
of the oneself that exists above selective memory,
not draft of time arrow but the material existence of dream,
not disembodied but embodied.
Of breeding,
of circumstance and forking fourth dimension prison terms,
of crowd control,
of she wolves and their feral children,
of forceps interpolating material reality of conception,
of Dreamtime,
of pain,
of pleasure,
where they are relations-
of skin perversely hanging, dually,
gratifying and sullying-
Fraying beautiful disasters that react to invisible ripples
I, the oneself, implore you to awaken in your utility and then outside of it.
Take those boot straps and bend the bars of confinement with them.
Chisel and sculpt light into a fabrication of quantum of action.
Celebrate the ordinary and expose it.
Of stargazed caustics,
of the early universe.
I stand awake as not the expression of design
and no longer connected to Earth by my roots
but awake inside cocoon,
entrapped behind slits,
of alien cage otherness.
The Akh beseeches ownership of the Ba
I want play dice with god and end in draw.
I am Sekhmet-Wadjet who dwells in the west of heaven,
I am Sahyt among the souls of Of.
Oct 4, 2012
Oct 4, 2012 at 1:29 AM UTC
You have subconsciously immortalized yourself
On the ceiling of my room.
I didn’t know you, then.
We were just learning to hold hands and
Walk to the same rhythm and you didn’t know
How much my heart yearned for you.
You didn’t know that, then.
You bought me glow-in-the-dark stars
And we rushed home to stand precariously on the bed
Just for the sake of Orion’s Belt.
We turned out the lights and I showered you,
Sprinkling the tiny illuminations all over your soul.
We stargazed and cuddled close until our eyes
Started to gently close
And under the warmth of what must have been a thousand
Beams of light
I believe we began
Jan 12, 2011
Jan 12, 2011 at 7:17 PM UTC
I had the stars to gaze upon
To escape to when I feel I have not won
An endless beauty one can soak in for hours
Within the nature as the wind rustles the trees and flowers
Then life changed and I could not see my stars
I could only see lights and the sound of the cars
I lost my escape and fell into a abyss
Where all I could do is see the stars when I reminisce
Then I met a woman with that glimmer
A glimmer that I knew and my spine let out a shiver
In time I saw her soul
And in her soul, I found them shinning and whole
I found the black canvas in her eyes
I found the colors in her beauty
I found the shine in her soul
She and only she became my new escape
Where I can always see my stars
I can even see them with the lights and cars
Mar 1, 2016
Mar 1, 2016 at 5:25 AM UTC
and from a distance
i counted the pigments etched on your face,
your mother was a good painter.
in the windows of my eyes,
i connected the dots,
traced them,
articulated them,
to the point i found big dipper
near the creases
of your eye brows,
i found orion
beside the stretch of your smile,
and virgo
rested against your cheek.
you brought the entire
constellation in this room.
and from a distance,
i stargazed.
Jan 8, 2022
Jan 8, 2022 at 7:04 AM UTC
Stardrenched and stardazed,
Starswept and stargazed,
Mad poets and mad priests,
Madness of the gods,
Madness of the stars.
Swept away by visions and dreams,
Swept away by madness and stars.
The robes of the Star Goddess,
Full of stars.
Her train fills the temple,
My heart and soul her temple,
Vast space her temple.
All the worlds, all the stars.
Nuit's body, covered in stars.
The Milky Way, pouring forth from her *******
A thousand fires, a thousand suns.
A thousand suns, burning bright,
A thousand fires light the night.
Heat that warms the coldest day,
The summer blaze, the winter's thaw.
One day star burning bright,
Life and heat, light and soul.
A thousand suns rise at night,
Fire burning, solar wind.
Solar wind and stellar breeze,
Blowing through the vaults of space.
Winds of movement, winds of change,
Chronus coils, Ananke's trains.
The wind in my heart,
The breath of God,
Breathed into a body of dust.
Body of dust,
Earth dust,
Star dust.
What am I but star dust?
The dust of stars,
The magic of stars.
The insignificance of dust,
The magisty of the stars.
Breath and dust,
Dust and water.
The great sea beyond our world,
Greatest ocean of all time,
The stars are islands in this sea,
The winds are currents flowing strong.
Great sea of space, the yawning mou,
Great womb of life of God Herself.
Stardrenched and stardazed,
Starswept and stargazed,
Mad poets and mad priests,
Madness of the gods,
Madness of the stars.
Swept away by visions and dreams,
Swept away by madness and stars.
May 28, 2011
May 28, 2011 at 11:00 PM UTC
you all gave me glares as i walked through the hall ways
yeah, i gotta admit thats what i questioned sometimes while i stargazed
i was never pretty enough, cool enough, or good enough
but you all had me fooled for just about a month
when my mom died in april, yeah that **** was tough
but you all dont even realize the extent of how rough
i had it, we had, you set us aside like a bunch of losers
we sat back and watched you all become alcohol abusers, marijuana users, and back stabbing accusers
***** you to the girl that wrote i was *** on bathroom stall
cause at the time, it was in love with youre ex that i was trying to fall
and ***** you to the boy that said i was fat
does the size of my britches really matter to you *******
or does my body scream judge me like a ****** welcome mat
***** you all that ever made anyone feel low
cause we all know theres only so much one person can undergo
all we wanted was to be accepted
not labeled, ostracized, and/or rejected
but i can't help but smirk a little smile
when you post that your life is a cluttered unhappy pile
for the sake of all "losers" i hope you look back
and wished you had maturity that then, you lacked
but let this jingle in your mind
the hell within us that you created
has not dictated a thing, it has dissipated
Mar 22, 2013
Mar 22, 2013 at 8:23 PM UTC
I love those mornings,
Rolling between the sheets,
Tenderly drifting in and out of light sleep.
Wasting a day for pure enjoyability,
Meaningless conversations
Being the meaning of the day.
Baking and dancing and doing whatever we want
With icing sugar dusting our eyelashes
And a glow settling on our cheeks.
All reminding me
Of the beauty that I saw
When we stargazed the night before,
Sitting carelessly on the velvet moonlight,
Only caring about each other.
Dreams are made of these moments;
Moments that I get to share with you each and every day.
We shared our dreams that night,
However quirky and aspirational they may be,
And we lit them in the stars
To make them shine a little brighter,
Like your smile on a rainy, pointless day.
Nov 2, 2015
Nov 2, 2015 at 5:03 PM UTC
we built empires in our minds that no one else could inhabit
we had never seen the world that's outside of our walls
we hadn't ever let go of anything that we created
we couldn't have controlled ourselves after
we started something that wouldn't end
we hadn't had the chance to run
we were running out of time
we hadn't had any options
we were afraid of what
we had become
but after all...
we tried being what
we weren't and all that
we thought that we wanted
we slow danced in mcdonald's
we explored abandoned buildings
we had photo shoots in parking lots
we stargazed on the hood of your vintage car
we lived as much as we could because we knew
we wouldn't last much longer than the last ones but
we were at least willing to try and love before we ended
Mar 26, 2018
Mar 26, 2018 at 9:39 PM UTC
with body laid down, heart reminiscing
on the rooftop floor
gazing at the stars we used to wish upon
i guess the cold breeze wins today
as it remind me of the flashing memories
and triggered tears
you used to be lying down beside me
to watch the universe speak and the world rotate
and had let love resuscitate our broken souls
yet here i am, with a different chapter i did not foresee
seeking for a love alike the past
and hoped that these magical moments we had will rot
maybe in another parallel universe
we'll have it right once more
but when heaven does not want us
then i'll see you happy from afar
letting go of a bond granted by the stars.
Nov 30, 2021
Nov 30, 2021 at 12:10 PM UTC
You with those Eiffel Tower legs and your porcelain backbones.
You with the stargazed eyes that look at me like I'm made of wonder.
I invite you to relax with me tonight, to get out of those knee-deep graves.
You will not find my heart buried there.
I admire your dedication but when I told you my heart was in hell,
I meant I was the only one
who can bring it back.
Aug 17, 2017
Aug 17, 2017 at 6:44 PM UTC
I looked up at the stars twinkling in the midnight sky
Smiled
Looked at him
"they remind me of my eyes the first time I saw you!"
I said with the sweetest smile on my face
He said nothing..
I asked him "wassup".. then
Noticed his eyes shivering
His cold heart was reminding him
Of each person he ever put a little piece of his heart in
Then took it with them to their death bed
His mind never seemed to rest easy when we stargazed
He said "baby
You over here ooh-ing and awe-ing over lights in the sky
While we surrounded by falling stars"
I could hear the unhealed scars in his heart
When he spoke
You could see the burn and twinkle in his eyes like fireflies
If only I could trap it in a jar the same way
Ease his pain
Kisses and I love you's were never enough
He believed he had to be tough
To run from his rough past
He came a long way
but ran the wrong way
shutting doors on every person who came his way
so he could have more room for harms-way
Because he knew the feeling of being shut out too
Shut out of heaven or hell's doors
Or in his words "wherever real ****** go when they die"
Everything he ever loved walked in and never came back
And as many times as he knocked
Those doors never opened for him
Those shores never swept him
Yet his mind was always lost
At "see what I mean, this life wasn't made for us"
..I wish he didn't believe it
His smile so precious
His mind so ambitious
His love so priceless
I wrote this poem to tell him that
Dirt in his mouth will never taste anything like the dinners I cook for him
and even on his good days, there will always be darkness
Calling for him
Dec 12, 2018
Dec 12, 2018 at 10:28 AM UTC
He holds me in ways so tender like new
Said my heart was all he wanted to purse
i could see in your eyes your feelings were true
But I'm not in love with him
You wiped away tears stained on my cheek
and made me feel safe at night when I sleep
Helped me get through the days I was weak
But I'm not in love with him
You made my heart sing loudly with laughter
sat next to me while we stargazed together
talked to me about dreams we would go after
But I'm not in love with him
I felt your heart sink when you watched me cry
caressed my hair and whispered sweetie pie
lost in my mind my thoughts were amplified
But I'm not in love with him
Jul 12, 2017
Jul 12, 2017 at 11:28 AM UTC
Thrusting into the atmosphere
From my hearts astrolabe
Using rocket boosters
Filled with fierce tears
Thunder rolling through curved space
Launched from lands of gentle rage
As I close my soaring eyes
Tonight begins my nights journey.
Throttling expansive thrusts
Billowed smoke trails
Like comet tails;
Spectacular spacecraft
Is this human vessel
With enhanced astronautics –
Ascending towards deep space
Hoping to catch a glimpse of you.
O'Cosmic Prophet
I'm stargazed and Inward bound
Surging beyond the constellation of flames
Rising through the galaxies
As an interstellar traveller
Yet I see nothing but dark matter –
It seems as though I've lost myself
And barely exist within the confines of
My imagination.
Written by Abraham Charanek
Aug 25, 2016
Aug 25, 2016 at 8:41 AM UTC
Let me tell you a story,
I never thought of being confused in a certain way that it rattles every nerve out of my body.
So there's K, who I am dating for almost 3 years. We had spent quite a number of adventures and shared so much memories together and I can say that I love her, and that is because I really do.
Problem is, I'm so caught up of her being my world. I revolved around her, she controls me, possess me, bury me, and I am tired, so tired of living a life like that, living in another person's happiness.
I was lost.
until one day, I was decided to be found
Her name was C
Yes, like the tea, and it rhymed with shy which is not certainly who she is.
She's this amazing beautiful lady who is very lovely and happy to be with.
But Uh-oh she has a partner.
I tried to be intact with myself but,
as time went by, we got very close with each other and didn't realize that we are creating a deeper degree of relationship we can't pull out off.
C, C-la..
showed me my way home
showed me a different perspective
made me feel comfortable
found me
held on
stayed
I am unfair
I am broken
I am lost
I am unworthy
I am a pain in the ***
but she accepted
and so, we continued to go out.
Held our hands
Stargazed
Hugged our emotions
Laid down
Kissed the pain away
Is this worth it?
Because certainly she's not worth of being treated like this and I do not want to pretend. It hurts as I am lying all over again with myself.
So now, here I am.
All over again.
Confused.
Trapped.
Broken.
Greedy.
For the love I want. On how selfish I can be.
"Choose to be right", they said
Well I did,
but HOW DO YOU CONTINUE?!
I want to be happy. To have something for myself. To be me.
But I can't.
I remember those nights with her. I remember how our hands fits. I remember how she let me play with her hair. I remember how I whisper on her ear, the scent of her, her lovely face with that wide forehead which I love to kiss, her hug, that warm tight hug that told me everything's gonna be fine.
Oh, how I long to stay by her side.
This was supposed to be perfect.
Us, we are suppose to find happiness.
Now, I leave it all to the Universe. I am too tired. I pray for enlightenment, for the signs, what shall I do? What shall we do?
I will leave for some time
*I hope to find an answer
I hope to find you.*
Apr 25, 2016
Apr 25, 2016 at 3:24 PM UTC
Sprawled across the floor of my room
I feel drained. So empty that I feel
The sides of my body collapsing inward
I’m imploding.
It’s been a while since I have stargazed.
Danced in the rain. Written a poem.
I don’t feel butterflies because the inside
Of my stomach is so ******* cold
Why wouldn’t they in their right mind
Migrate to warmer weathers?
Someone once said I’m light, wondered
If I had low bone density. Maybe.
Or maybe I’m so hollow inside that I weigh
Nothing. My soul went on a diet of kale and
Crushed hopes. Got devastated in a game of pong
As I chugged down cups and cups of bitter reality
Late into the night. **** my 10 11 12.
This tastes worse than Keystone.
I’m ********* I’m imploding.
Good Sam me.
Mar 5, 2014
Mar 5, 2014 at 10:59 PM UTC
I’ve met a person yesterday
someone I’ve known for a year.
We shared our memories and pondered over our fears
In those drunken talks, I discovered a soul
A soul so natural and beautiful.
Even the air between us was drunk that night
It swayed here and there carrying tales dark and bright
Tales buried under layers of flesh
And tales forgotten, on the brink of death
She was happy, she was smiling as the stories came alive
and told me how she carelessly stargazed in the middle of a long drive
I then realized that all of us have songs to croon,
Some arching those lips and some with a sad tune
And in this world of broken vases and wilted flowers
singing is what keeps us alive.
Feb 24, 2019
Feb 24, 2019 at 1:52 PM UTC
I stargazed through the nights
Surrounded by the aura of my inhuman imagination
Wondering if you would ever leave my hand
And go away to never come back.
Jun 19, 2019
Jun 19, 2019 at 1:40 AM UTC