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Some souls are like stars in the night,
Calming chaos with gentle light.
No words are needed, just their glow,
A breath of peace, a steady flow.

They shine so rare, a celestial find,
A moment when the heart and mind align.
For in their presence, darkness fades,
And silent comfort softly pervades.

When you discover such a star so bright,
Your mind and heart unite in light.
No longer fighting, just serene,
A cosmic calm, a peaceful dream.
eva 7d
Constellations on her face
I trace,
a sea of stars illuminate up above
with all their grace.

A glowing pearl her accessory;
the moon,
casting its beauty, glowing softly
upon the earth’s face.

An ombre of blue and black;
her aura
a serene atmosphere,
a silent lullaby for this place.

And me,
her admirer,
wrapped in her blanket of tranquillity
feeling safe in this warm embrace.
Couldn’t get your taste out of my mouth
My tongue talks about you all the time now
Last night I just can’t contemplate
Just how you bounce, bounce, bounce up on me babe.

So can’t you wave me goodbye on the launchpad?
Can’t you wave me goodbye on the launchpad?

Yeah you could sell your story
Tell all interview
Do a podcast and be in the news
Sell your story
Tell all interview
So can’t you wave me goodbye?
Reach for the stars
Reach for the stars

Was it the cosmo’s that had you dizzy?
Thinking spaceman oh what a divvy
And now your phone has blown up now
Remember the night sky is different in the south.

So can’t you wave me goodbye on the launchpad?
Can’t you wave me goodbye on the launchpad?

Yeah you could sell your story
Tell all interview
Do a podcast and be in the news
Sell your story
Tell all interview
So can’t you wave me goodbye?

Our secrets safe in space
No one can hear the gossip
In the vacuum of space
Nothing called profit
Our secrets safe in space
No one can hear the gossip
The vacuum of space
Nothing called profit
Reach for the stars
Reach for the stars
Reach for the stars
Reach for the stars

Our secrets safe in space
No one can hear the gossip
In the vacuum of space
Nothing called profit
Our secrets safe in space
No one can hear the gossip
The vacuum of space
Nothing called profit
Reach for the stars
No one can hear the gossip
In the vacuum of space
Nothing called profit
Reach for the stars
I’ll etch your name in stardust babe
Reach for the stars
I’ll etch your name in stardust babe
Reach for the stars
Damocles Apr 20
The pearlescent moon glows
Beside a supporting cast of iridescent diamonds
Spanned across the dark indigo expanse
Wrapped in the white gold of a nimbus
All yours for 6 easy payments.
Just reminiscing on space, the beauty of our universe and how materialistic we are as a specifies
Resting my brain
Despite restless strain
Hard to refrain
Even harder to change
Easy to be swayed
By constant delays
Saying this way
Will work today
Of course didn’t
So you make  
Another promise
Broken again
Aditi Apr 18
I wonder if you have scars,
To me, they would shine as if stars.
The luminaires without which
the night sky would be melancholic.
You are Imperfectly Perfect;
this might sound a little hyperbolic.

I wonder if you hate those cuts,
The ones that you shrouded with all your gut.
They are not scars, but stories.
Marking on the frame of your soul, a territory.
You are Perfectly Imperfect;
I hope you know what this reflects.

Time heals all wounds,
and leaves the scars.
How else would you know,
that you are a survivor?
If you have ever struggled with scars (could be from anything), then this one id for you. I hope nothing for you but to feel secure in your own body. I want to tell you that the scars don't make you worth any less. The only thing they make you is Unique. So make sure to wear with your head held high. I hope the hard times pass soon and you get better!
Dan R Apr 17
Your image still sits
under the red traffic lights
On the other side.

And to watch you whilst
Dancing between the painted
Lines of pedestrian lane,

Your scent left me unmoved.
And to your unnoticed tears
That fell beneath the concrete.

To be chosen by your smile
might be the ugliest way to
Say goodbye to this ugly world.

We could both leave this place,
Cure you over the stars
And be at the moon but

You kissed the dust,
and bled the pavements -
And no one came to save us.
If my poems can put your suicidal thoughts down,
I keep on being a writer.
(even if I'm not.)

I'll keep on finding
the very best metaphors.
(Sorry, I know they're not.)
The cold bodies rustled through the golden leaves of the forest as the young vampires Aleksandr, Lev and his sister Ana along with a handful of rogue vampires were searching for prey and the night was dark as the vampires hunted. They traced the prey’s scent until Ana raised her voice behind him, "Alek!", a lone werewolf lunged upon him as he opened his fangs to strike the werewolf with a fanged scratch to his muzzle, the werewolf then winced before vanishing into the woods as his brother Lev came up next to him and murmured “that was too close to the sun” as Ana agreed, “we were fortunate to have not killed the werewolf” and Aleksandr understood their words, for he knew that if he had slain the werewolf then the vampires and werewolves would enter war.

The gusts of wind had blown back Aleksandr’s long, wavy light ash blond hair as the group had returned to the cabin by the elder trees blanketed with green moss and were known by their branches that twisted, cascaded then descended as life and death itself. While the vampires spoke in the cabin, he walked out and started the path to the stream while his muscled arms lightly swayed to the music of the crickets in song. The stars shone as he reached the familiar waters, Aleksandr then heard the soft wings in flight approaching him as he witnessed his fairy companion Hilaera in flight towards him, he widened his scarlet eyes that sunk into the light of the moon as he smiled gently at her and called, “You have arrived at last, my beloved”.

Hilaera held her vampire close to her as he felt her scent of jasmine, wild berries and herbs, Aleksandr then ran his hand through her soft dark brown hair as her warm, magical light had floated upon them in their unity. As time had come to pass while the light of dawn slowly crept, Aleksandr sensed Hilaera’s flower-perfumed embrace in her kiss before she whispered to him “Often I muse, what do I mean in your heart, Alek"? The vampire glistened in his eyes and murmured, “You alone are love, that is the rose of beauty and thorns”. The two lovers felt the golden light falling upon the earth and Aleksandr was compelled to leave before he whispered to his lover, “Our goodbye is never forever” to which she returned in her magical voice, “Yes, for you are the moon to my petals as I am reborn in your arms” as they parted ways through the forest, for the sun awakens the earth and the moon lies in waiting for the lovers.
Damocles Apr 17
The stars cascade into their myriad shapes,
Connecting the dots across the vast expanse.
In the hopes of finding you within an upward glance,
I search for you.
But beneath me lies the dirt and the ******,
And remnants of you were where you once stood.
Your footprints have been carried off onto the sands,
And I am drowning in the waters like the somber of tears.
I will drink from you every drop until the memories tear me apart.
Another inspired by the ole journal, the more I reflect on this time period the more i realize how messed up this one relationship made me for so long...it truly was dark times.
eva Apr 16
maybe the stars aligned for us that day,
or maybe they didn't
but the moon cast its beauty onto you
and i was struck by your glowing face,
those luminous eyes sparkling up at me.
oh moon-child,
silver son,
darling boy,
you are my blessing from the heavens above.
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