#star poetry

[starsnsonnets]

star star star in the sky

please please teach me how to fly

im not a star i hope i can be i hope i can shine in star filled sea

in a sky full of stars would you chose me? would you see my glow? would you hear my pleas?

ill fall to the earth the sky is too good for me and i wont see the stars they'll always leave me and i won't be a star the chance left me

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[splattered-ink]

Look at the stars

Look at the stars

Specks of brilliance

strewn across inky black

An eternal

and untouchable presence

Look at the stars

Scribbled by messy hands

and wandering minds

Unique as the real thing

In the minds

of even the most bored

Look at the stars

Hidden everywhere in life

In the eyes of our most adored

In our veins, flows stardust itself

Look at the stars

In everything you touch

You will find a piece of a star

Or what remains of it

They are the very blood of the universe

[pierced-stardust]

Shooting Stars

Shooting stars are meant for wishes And yet, they are actually destructive. Balls of fire that are sought out, for unrealistic expectations

They shouldn’t be though Why put such pressure on something that’s existence is soon to end---

A shooting star's last thought should not be to please others--- it should be more hopeful It should be about what it may become

Don’t focus on the burning Don’t think about the end Don’t pay mind to people’s desires Don’t play pretend

I just think about the beautiful stardust I’m soon to be And how pretty I’ll look in that dark sky.

Starting to post my poetry here in hopes it will be enjoyed by fellow writers :3

[corners-of-the-skies]

I gaze at stars in summer night skies

At drawings of planets on brick classroom walls

They’ve been here so much longer than I

My life is a flicker, a blink of their eye.

I bask in cosmic insignificance on Thursday afternoons

Blood from cores of dying stars

Paints the water blue

Do you love me too?

When I stare at you,

Are you staring too?

Do the Gods of the sky

Ever turn their eye

To one so small in stature?

How could I hope for love to be cast

From the heart of a being as great and as vast

While I’m still unloved by my fellow man?

While on earth I’m a spark? A grain in the sand?

I wish I could be loved enough

To know such a love from a star

Caelum warm my frozen limbs

Antares kiss all my scars

But I sit here alone

In my tub of dying stars

I long for you peacefully

Love from afar

-Astronomer. (31.12.23)

[l0v3lili]

Tearing my skin off when I see this in any writing/poetry

[notyetaghost]

You are a child of the cosmos

An offspring of fate

Stardust in your skin 

And iron in your veins

Undeniably you'll never be the same

Never the same combination

Of a cosmic mix and match

You are a one in existence

 

There will never be another

So blind them with your presence

Young child of star descent

For none of u will exist once you have left  

[mindrottinglystupid]

My Stars

You, Maggots, are my stars,

You are the light guiding me through the dark nights

The constellations I study to distract myself from where I am

I love you more than I can ever express

You are the sand that keeps the ocean afloat,

Or the roots of a tree in a storm,

The gravity holding my universe together,

Every star, one of your homes

I love you more than the universe's lust for destruction

I thought of where I wanted to be,

And I thought of you

In our homes

In our stars

[a-miniature-sun]

The moon is bright tonight,

Silver and big.

Listen to the poets

As they compare it love.

Old and distant,

Always changing,

Forever remaining.

- -

The sun is strong today.

Hot and scorning,

But gives life.

Notice the poets

As they compare it to love.

Warms you to the bones,

As long as you are careful

Not to be burnt.

- -

The stars are bright tonight.

Little they are but many,

Always sprinkling and sparking.

Hold dear the poets

As they compare them to love.

Always overhead,

No matter how few,

They are the reminders of light.

[enderpearltv]

I just learned about stars in my physics class

There’s something so poetic about how the biggest stars burn out quicker. About how the fusion that keeps them alive, eventually makes them unstable.

In a last attempt to survive the constant push of gravity they form iron inside of their cores; this makes them unstable. Despite the futility of it all, as gravity eventually always wins, they try nonetheless.

Not only that but when they go supernova, they form a nebula. Even in spite of the constant battle that was their life, they left something in their wake. A place that forms new stars.

A legacy, if you will

the cycle will forever continue

[blossom-tape]

silent signals

for over a month now, a quiet song has played in my heart. its melody is woven with your name, though once, you silenced it with gentle rejection. yet, paradoxically, that denial brought us closer. in the aftermath, a new rhythm emerged, one that confounds and elates me.

you send signals across the miles, actions speaking where words do not. gestures sketch hope in the air, leaving me to wonder, to dream, to doubt. what do your intentions hold, hidden behind this veil of silence?

a thousand miles stretch between us, yet your presence feels near, a warmth light in my daily grey. you make me happy, a simple truth in a tangle of complexities. 

here i stand, in the fog of confusion, waiting, hoping, feeling.

[oresteias-heart]

…☆Mapping out our stars☆…

I often like to map out the stars, the stars are beautiful.

The stars shine, and the stars love.

You can erase words and you can erase the sun and moon from the sky, until all that is left is the constellations that the stars make.

When we die we do not return to the sun, we do not even return to god.

We return to our stars, and as the sun dissipates and the moon disappears, we shall shine as the heavenly bodies of love

— Oresteia…♡

[liviwaslost]

Falling Star

Why has everyone deserted the night

I ponder as I walk in the beauty of her starlight

Falling for the embrace of her moonlight

As I rejoice in the song of midnight

Starry eyed as the shimmering stars align

Our fates intertwined in twinkling twilight divine

Festering words left unsaid in the dying moonshine

A great love only broken by the emerging sunshine

Why has everyone abandoned the night

I question as her stars began to ignite

Dancing under the starry spotlight

Forever falling like a star in flight

Moon drunk stumbling as the stars fall out of line

My full heart falling as the moon begins to resign

Now tiredly waiting for the shining stars to realign

For dawn can only temporarily separate starline

[splattered-ink]

My Mercury.

My forgotten planet.

Scorched by his sun, from which he has no protection

Uninhabitable. desolate.

Eternally burning.

[deadly-danaid]

I want to be dressed in the stars

to glitter like Andromeda in the night sky.

I want the train of my dress to spill across the Milky Way,

bold and just as elegant as a wedding gown.

I want to watch the world with diamond eyes,

to shed colorful comets when I weep.

But above all,

I wish to be remembered--

to be pointed out like Orion's belt

and gazed upon in awe for all eternity.

Andromeda's gown || Moka Lynn

[slut4poets]

I like your shining eyes

Stars I see

In your presence

[elizxbethcore]

I should’ve bought you a star

When I had the chance

Now I stare at the constellations

Waiting for another text

Not just any regular one though

A confession

that you still feel the same

That our love is still burning

Like the dying balls of light in the sky

Have we burned out already?

• constellation confessions // 04.27