#cosmic poetry

[g-h-o-s-t-2000]

the infinite desires

[mycosmicbackyard]

💮Our Nostalgic Flowery Garden🌟

The pastels are blooming in our cherished garden of youth where we found our inner calling; where we saw our hidden truth.

So ambient, these paths I am walking, in a dress of lemon sun, through this pavillion, filled with roses this place where our story began.

And your eyes, they shine of heaven's blue the moment you see me there, your arms, your body, waltz towards me, your smile is filled with love and care.

You glow, like your own radiant star, the moment your gaze meets mine Oh! How I will keep this memoir of how gloriously you shine!

As you stretch your arm towards me, you bow; to ask for a dance, my mind still cannot fathom how I found this holy romance

Here, i can be your flower, I can cherish your beauty and glow I can love you dearly with heart and soul and pray that my love to you shows

And if I am still not able, to express myself fully to you, at least we still have our flowered garden to wander and pass through.

Here, I can show you the roses, peonys and orchids in bloom, I can grow to be more courageous, in this inner, garden room.

Though let it forever be written, on this mosaic plaza stone, my heart is what I gave away, to you, and you alone.

✨ Inspired by my list: ✨🌌Poem’s The Cosmic Poet would want to write in 2024🌌✨ Draft name: 🌹Nostalgic flowery garden

[ominous-mist]

And now there are stars around my scars,

You know the name of each one;

They were your design after all.

Yet the wounds open,

Until the cosmos drips-

Ripping and burning,

Scarlet, heavy and slick,

Utterly unstoppable.

For it isn't the lack of air that kills us,

When we venture toward the great void,

But the brutal, unending truth;

That floods out and out,

'Til the stars flow into my veins,

And ensure suffering eternal

Under your eyes.

(Pic from Pinterest)

[daisy101202]

Me

[moon-thestardustwriter]

do you know where your atoms come from?

you are in the universe just as the universe is in you

you are in the ground that you walk on, the air that you breath, the planet in which you are a part of

you are in the sun and the moon and the stars far away

you are in stars in the sky and galaxies near and far and the tiniest of pebbles in space

you are but an immeasurable speck, less than dust in the size of the universe

you are everywhere and everything all at once

you are the universe given life and persona and thought and will

you are the will of the universe

we are the universe given life and breathe

we are the universe given understanding and thought

we are cosmically small and yet we are in everything

if that's not beauty, if that's not purpose, what is?

[cosmic-canines]

paper flowers

(a poem about love, because it is so widely desired despite a lack of capacity to truly express it.)

paper flowers

like delicate roses

so neatly folded

stained red

a sleepless night

hands ache

from each

and every bend

once white

now bright

dyed with blood

spilled under moonlight

aching hands give

these beautiful gifts

for lesser pain

that is what they wished

not every person understands

the undying ache of loving hands

because to love is to surrender

but they’d rather be a paper flower.

[ashen-scythe]

'Stargazing' | A poem inspired by the Perseid meteor shower | Written in 2022

Infinite dark abyss

brightened by pale freckles,

where memories, once in oblivion, allow to reminisce

lulled by the sound of distant echoes.

Black holes mirror constellations,

tracing a path to the waning crescent

floating in the void horizon,

shattering thoughts and worries recurrent.

A fiery fish flashes

across the surface of the deep ocean,

quickly dissolving into ashes,

like foam retreating in swift motions.

Ash

[vormov]

placate me in the sun and leave me here to die, i always knew the way home. (09-19-23 part 3)

i'll drag the anchor now as we've seen the horizon again, we need to slow down. delicately as we break down.

i've seen it all at this point never to know another day, as if i were whispering to the oblivion. never to know the proper time of day.

let me peer into the sky, i know the places to look now follow down the last light with our eyes never to know the true moonlight. they gasp at the layers of liquid as we process; we can see this neverending tomorrow, let the eyes peer beyond like the nothing was among us to be defined a lesson to be leigioned from the skin to alight these beacons, they yearn ourselves. Oh, let me peer into the sky i know the places to look now follow down the last light with our eyes never to know the true moonlight. i'll learn to align these things in time

like these very lessons were among legions on the skin afaced to believe every notion, like i knew it were empty these pledges of life i'll enumerate like the others, failed lights spent with the corridors of life. agazing the life all lit up like a fire.

certain whispers lend me towards the light, like their apothecaries weren't tuned a miss with the greater winds, oh well maybe will it to be, with your forceful push among cosmoses. like a small dismal light to be dispensed.

i'll learn to align these things in time

never will to be what will to be i'll never know which way to go came too quickly in the night, He did and left us in the wake leave us behind, ye who know who knew. you'd rather become a fire of suns than beacon them again.

devour cave encampment left towards a desire of self as if these waywards weren't just of an enumerance left conniving, i just can't even think anymore. like the airs i once heard weren't so clear now.

i'll learn to align these things in time and with a great tug, i throw the atlas stone. leave it at their wayside with a stupidity meant for the lessors we'll find a way to survive, free ourselves from this madness. and again i'll know where these things were circumvented and i'll know where the lines lay the forces play, another's influence impedes like a calling-beacon lamenting the sky, it is so obvious, and i don't know.

i'll learn to align these things in time maybe we'll learn next time, as we circle around the sun feel this pull on yourself it has always been there. alignment wears its balance upon the ether like it were a foreign tongue i can learn this.

beat me upon completion like an unkempt dog meant for the gallows i always knew where to go to avoid it all, like i was the ethereal toll booth.

"star ocean, i can see your envy. like the die cast lent me a life and you into an inanimate cacophony of sounds and light never leave the coast again, tethered to these lighthouses." (I'll hold onto these wax wings)

(09-26-23—I never know which way to go, way to go, way to go, i'll never know which place to be, place to be, place to be.) (Slight post-edits)

[labyrinth-walls-tiny-worm]

[pawseds]

In 2019, Rusty Lake had an art and poetry contest to win the graphic novel they recently released then. I submitted this and was one of the three winners! It still holds well and I'm still a fan of it, so to this blog it goes.

This was heavily inspired by cowcowtony's art, the one who illustrated the graphic novel. His art style's infleunce is now embedded into my art style forever lol. Also, in my usual dumb of assery nature, I drew this either during finals or when finals was coming up. But I really wanted the graphic novel and I knew I was never going to get it in any other way since it was expensive and shipping was even more expensive, so I dropped everything to work on this LMFAO

I remember posting IG stories while I was making this, so here they are in their wonderful graininess, with my drawing pens and light table.

[g-h-o-s-t-2000]

I wish you an excellent day

[mycosmicbackyard]

Sacred Lessons of the Golden Desert

In glimmers, and songs, this taste of light metal the sparkling smell, the odour of age the shimmering truth, inspirational ether centra; a jewelry-filled, magical cage

In melodies' Neptune, the fork is still resting, and dances of diamonds make up for a show, if you will untangle these mysteries' nesting The Phoenix will rise and will fly where you go

Now listen to riddles which you will be given, and do not fall in to temptational song, the mermaids are very much eagerly driven of getting you off track, too far and too long

While stairs are of desert sand flowing you deeper your mouth will feel thirsty for heavenly air, and if you are worth it, yes, if you're a keeper this travel through deeps will feel safe and fair

Now, dance with the diamonds! See tapestry glimmer! you both will make up new interior design, these walls and art decor reflects your most inner, this part that is sacret and deeply divine

And suddenly gems of all colors are humming the melody of your own inner design and while your heart's bumping and dancing and drumming, you now feel this voice that is all most sublime

The glimmering cage is your heart’s sacred aura a Wisdom you've searched for through ages of care; its walls have been carved with all sorts of old flora, its jewels - your chakras of magical air

Now - dance to your rhythm! Be true to your story! no, nothing of truth can be held with a lie, for sure you will stumble, not all will be glory, the crucial was that you got up - and tried.

✨ Inspired by my list: ✨🌌Poem’s The Cosmic Poet would want to write in 2024🌌✨ Draft name: 🌹Golden Treasure in the desert

[inbabylontheywept]

I have access to a computer again! With a keyboard! And so I can share with you one of the mystical experiences of hanging out with my wife. We passed this old looking, panting dog one day while walking around mainstreet, and I made some kind of comment about how that dog looked a little worn out, and this GIANT guy walked pass, like, karate chopping the air he was walking so fast, and he said in a kind of mad voice "It's BEAUTIFUL," and then he grabbed a leaf off a tree and ate it. All without turning back. We watched this giant hulk of a man just continue ripping down the street while chewing so aggressively we could see it from behind. Anyway, I wrote a poem about it.

A dog stands still upon the stone,

The heat has killed all trace of bone

It droops like produce left to rot

It cannot play: It is too hot

I pass it with my wife and say

“That dog has seen some better days,”

A man strides past, his head held high

His voice like thunder from the sky

“It’s beautiful,” he says quite frank

His voice is calm, his face is blank. 

I turn to see who spoke so free

(I like when strangers address me)

He does not stop, he strides on past

If time’s a thief, he runs too fast

For it to catch him with its jaws

He does not care for nature’s laws

I consider then, how time is brief

How soon our love can turn to grief

Then as I watch, he eats a leaf

[punkpandapatrixk]

I’ve been in search of You; not realising the whole time I was only searching for Myself. Still… I’d like to see myself reflected in you. That’d be so nice.

How is it that it’s been this easy to meet those who are bad for my Soul? And why has it taken this long to meet you? You, the one and only who’s good for my Soul.

You’re the only one I’ve ever wanted. Hear me sing from my Heart. I want to love you with all of my Heart.

And we’ll be perfectly alright. So long as we think of each other. It’s all happening all at once in our thoughts and dreams. I’ll see you soon~♡

[worldbuildingwanderlust]

Split like an atom

I release a thousand suns

Pouring out my love

[cosmic-canines]

i know i love you (im just not sure how)

a poem attempting to define hazy, indescribable feelings (which is definitely NOT about fictional characters, not at all, not me i could never)

i suppose it all began because you were there. you always were there, and i guess i finally realized that. it was dark. so very dark. and i knew you were afraid of the dark, but i asked you to rescue me anyways. i knew it was selfish, but then again, you were always the light, weren't you?

i struggle with feelings, you know that. they're big and complex, and i am just a boy in a world that makes me feel small. when i first felt these things i thought i could shake it. but the more i try to escape, the more i draw closer. and the more i try to figure us out, the less i really understand. i know i love you, im just not sure how. is it love like a birthday card, is it more like close friends? or closer to a love letter, will i see that in the end? maybe i am wrong, and this is not love at all. do i just need you because i have no one else to catch me when i fall? i keep failing to find words, to explain my reeling mind, i keep failing to discern, if our stars align. and if i know you well, then i know that you are too, i guess its still a world where we all just live confused. i know i love you, im just not sure how. ive searched this place for answers in all the ways the earth allows, and now i'm lost again, but with this feeling, ill make do; i guess i'm okay to be lost, so long as i'm lost with you. i still don't know what this is, or why it falls on me but i know when i'm with you i am truly feeling free. so now we're lost in these vast cosmos, i'm sure we'll be just fine i may not know the answers, but i'm happy you're still mine.